Love Versus Terrorism - Part 2

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About The Poetry Book

This Book which has 69 differently titled Poems is actually Part 2 of the Book titled – Love Versus Terrorism ( 409 pages ) . In a planet usurped today by graveyards of terrorism, this poetic collection imparts enlightenment, optimism, courage and an eternal desire to breathe free . GOD’S sacred earth isn't the way it used to be when it was created, thanks to greed of man which has indiscriminately torn apart every creed, color and definition of time for the 5 alphabets called 'MONEY'. The devil has spread terror in the name of religion, in the name of God, most abusively, without the slightest remorse. This book brilliantly equates 'Love' and 'terrorism' at every step and goes on to timelessly prove that no matter how ghastily terrorism perpetuates into the atmosphere, immortal love perennially triumphs over one and all on the earth. A startling collection of anti terror poems in an hour when the world wants them more than anything else, Parekh's words act as a harbinger of peace to infinite masses agonizingly estranged in brutal violence and bloodshed. A must read for every patron of global peace out there!

An Introduction to The Book

Love Versus Terrorism unconquerably depicts at each stage that no matter how wretched the wrath of terrorism has penetrated into the planet today-Love forever emerges victorious. Because God has created it as the most Omnipotent panacea for one and all humanity and the living kind. As long as the earth exists, the devil would continue to exist in various forms and shapes-trying his best to insidiously harm living kind. But the power of truth, love, compassion would not only conquer it in all respects, but would continue to bond the entire planet in threads of everlasting humanity. So that the best religion that pervades over one and all is the 'Religion of Humanity'. This book is an unflinching salute to the chapters of love, peace and brotherhood-which are the most efficacious panacea to conquer dastardly terrorism.

CONTENTS

1. THE RELIGION OF MANKIND

2. THE RELIGION OF HUMANITY

3. WHAT’S MOST IMPORTANT AND QUINTESSENTIAL

4. MAN COMES WITHOUT ANYTHING. LIVES WITHOUT ANYTHING. DIES WITHOUT ANYTHING.

5. SUPREMELY IMMORTAL

6. HOW ABOUT IMMORTAL LOVE ?

7. DON’T KILL. BUT FOREVER CONQUER.

8. BE CAPTURED.

9. CRY

10. ULTIMATE UTOPIA

11. TRUTH AND THE DEVIL

12. WHEN THE HEART WASN’T THROBBING

13. GOD MADE ME – POEM 2

14. IMMORTALLY UNITED MANKIND

15. WHAT’S LOVE ALL ABOUT ?

16. IMPREGNABLE HUMANITY

17. THE SOUND OF THE HEART

18. JUST A MINUTE TO DESTRUCTION

19. ALL A PERSON COULD TAKE BENEATH HIS GRAVE

20. I WHOLESOMELY BELONGED.

21. AS LONG AS I HAD PRICELESS HOPE

22. COME LET’S WHOLEHEARTEDLY ALLOW

23. AS LONG AS

24. WHAT PURPOSE DID LIFE HAVE TO EXIST ?

25. THE TREE OF IMMORTAL HUMANITY

26. THE SKY OF IMMORTAL LOVE

27. LIFE, LOVE AND HUMANITY

28. RELIGION OF HUMANITY-II

29. UNITED HUMAN KIND

30. HUMAN

31. TRIBUTARIES OF LOVE

32. JUST UNITE

33. EXISTING AS ONE

33. EXISTING AS ONE

34. BLESS ME WITH POETRY.

35. STRINGS OF BENIGN HUMANITY

36. I LIVE TO LOVE

37. I LOVED YOU SOLELY FOR

38. STATE OF THE ART

39. THE BEST

40. DON’T CEASE

41. THE TRUE CHALLENGE

42. JUST 4 ALPHABETS

43. A TRUE MAN

44. EXISTENCE

45. THROUGH THE PAGES OF MY HEART

46. JUST ONE OF THEM

47. ONCE AGAIN TOMORROW

48. SEASON OF LOVE

49. IRREFUTABLY MURDEROUS

50. THROUGH THE TUNNELS OF

51. WHEN MY HEART FELT HEAVY

52. TAKING THE PLUNGE

53. BLESSED OR NOT BLESSED

54. UNCONQUERABLE

55. THE ONLY SOUNDS !

56. AND YOU HUMAN BEING

57. EVERY OF THOSE MOMENTS

58. CAN ONLY BE REALIZED

59. ETERNAL CREATION

60. THERE AND THEN ITSELF

61. LIVE EACH MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE

62. I SALUTE THOSE

63. PLEASE SAVE THE PLANET

64. FRAGMENTS OF LOVE

65. MOB !

66. HOME & PARADISE

67. REWRITING HISTORY WITH POEMS OF IMMORTAL LOVE

68. IMMORTALLY SPLASHED

69. YOUR BEST COMPANY, IS YOU YOURSELF

1. THE RELIGION OF MANKIND

The most tenacious of threads protruding from the scalp ludicrously dithered and deteriorated; with advancing age that insidiously camouflaged them with coffins of dilapidated white,

But the threads of humanity were immortally timeless; unassailably augmenting from strength to strength; swirling as the most scintillating wave of benign togetherness; as each second crept by.

The most stupendously grandiloquent of fortresses succumbed like a pack of capriciously elastic cards; as bombs of treachery rained torrentially from the sky,

But the fortress of humanity was immortally impregnable; unflinchingly defending the entire tornado of devils bare-chested; with each of its brick entwined in the melodiously magical color of; philanthropic mankind.

The most vivacious of fruits extruding marvelously from ravishing soil; acrimoniously extinguished into winds of obsoletely horrendous oblivion; at the very first spell of salacious drought,

But the fruits of humanity were immortally bountiful; perennially flowering and spawning into a civilization of miraculously bequeathing symbiosis; even as the most fathomless of horizons; blended with impoverished earth.

The most scintillating of swords inexplicably lost their way; as the blanket of gruesome darkness took an ominous stranglehold over the brilliantly aristocratic day,

But the sword of humanity was immortally patriotic; indefatigably decimating even the most infinitesimal trace of evil forever from the morbidly remorseful atmosphere; compassionately sequestering all innocent in its humanitarian island of; ubiquitous belonging.

The most boundless of gloriously undulating oceans vindictively dried; as manipulative humans devised perniciously abominable contraptions to adulterate them all night and sweltering day,

But the ocean of humanity was immortally resplendent; perpetually pacifying the thirst of all those in barbaric devastation; Omnisciently appeasing even the most remotely frazzled nerve; with the tonic of unconquerable righteousness.

The most sagaciously sacrosanct of religion on this planet found itself engulfed by dungeons of horrific bloodshed; as uncouthly rudimentary fanatics; diabolically massacred it with a graveyard of stinking politics and gory corruption,

But the religion of humanity was immortally unshakeable; enchantingly melanging every humble molecule of Almighty Lord; in entrenchments of unsurpassable solidarity; and alike.

The most dazzlingly dynamic of colors wore away into sinister whirlpools of dust; as the blistering Sun insatiably flamed for times immemorial upon; the murderously cracked soil,

But the color of humanity was immortally celestial; growing more and more astoundingly passionate as the seconds rampantly zipped by; merging all religion; caste; and spurious color; into the divine river of; unitedly priceless and Godly existence.

The most vibrantly thunderous of voices shrunk to a pathetically mollified mellow; as tyrannically torturous fireballs of lightening; pelted unforgivingly from the colossal firmament of sky,

But the voice of humanity was immortally blazing; perpetuating countless rays of spell binding hope in all those dwellings besieged with orphaned loneliness and infirmed destitute; eventually evolving as the most irrefutably supreme sound; of all mankind.

The most flamboyantly fiery of breaths mockingly evaporated into devilishly hideous spaces of the ghastly corpse; when destiny and the cloudbursts of death whippingly proclaimed; that it was time up,

But the breath of humanity was immortally living; incredulously proliferating infinite new lives of optimistically endowing hope as the minutes unfurled; unrelentingly pioneering a blissful waterfall of mesmerizing tomorrow’s; with winds of sensuous sharing and empathy.

And the most tumultuously throbbing hearts wholesomely relinquished every iota of their beats; as the streams of blood intractably refrained to enter them; due to crippling cholesterol and truculent tension,

But the heart of humanity was immortally loving; eternally entwining every dejectedly wavering soul in an unfathomable cosmos of exuberantly ecstatic beauty and contentment; making every innocuous organism on this Universe feel as the richest alive; and forever embracing the religion of mankind.

2. THE RELIGION OF HUMANITY

There was a man named john who was born a Christian; went to the sacrosanct Church from the very first day of his life,

Scrupulously read through every page of the bible; even keeping the same beneath his pillow when he transited into a slumber,

Embellished his neck with a chrome tipped cross; the holy silhouette of Jesus embedded to perfection,

Although the blood that flowed through his veins was crimson red like his counterpart mates; and the tones of air that he expunged from his nose when he respired was no different than any human inhabiting the globe.

There was a man named Rahim who was born an Arab; diligently visited the shimmering Mosque every Friday,

Refrained to close his eyes at night without sedulously reciting his prayers; chanting the name of his god umpteenth times in a single day,

Browsed through intricate lines of the Quran-e-Sharif with nonchalant ease; keeping a photo of his god safely incarcerated in his wallet,

Although the color of his lips was same as that of his siblings in America; and the sweat that dribbled down his nape was no different than any human residing on this earth.

There was a man named Tai chi who was born a Chinese; spoke profoundly in a pure native dialect,

Fervently worshipped all the oriental Gods; a plethora of Sacerdotal symbols embossed on colossal and gray stone walls,

Was wholesomely oblivious to anything in the market except an ensemble of authentic sea food; incessantly danced to stridently rustic folk tunes,

Although the texture of his pudgy lips was as soft as his friends in the United Kingdom; and the whites of his eye was no different than any human transgressing through the world.

There was a man named Ram who was born an Indian; commenced each of his morning clambering steps of the divine temple,

Could narrate marathon passages from the Bhagwad Gita like the back of his palm; keeping it perennially wound to his chest,

Conversed in eloquent Hindi; profusely remembering his god before undertaking any activity in his life,

Although there was an insatiable urge to expurgate his bowels like his fellow beings in the Antarctica; and the conglomerate of bones in his body was no different than any human traversing on the soil of this boundless land.

Why was it that these men had common characteristics; despite of them believing in different gods,

Despite of them residing in varied countries; unfathomable kilometers of distance separating them,

Barricades of language bifurcating them; colors of the skin indiscriminately discriminating them,

Well the answer to this is as simple as the wail of a newly born child; for all of them were perpetually bound by the religion of humanity.

3. WHAT’S MOST IMPORTANT AND QUINTESSENTIAL

It really doesn’t matter even an infinitesimal trifle; whether you started to write from the extreme last page of the notebook; or penned the first alphabet; from the barren first,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that every word you wrote fostered the spirit of oneness and brotherhood; amongst every echelon of humanity and living kind; and for times immemorial.

It really doesn’t matter even an insouciant trifle; whether you shake hands with your compatriots; using your left hand or irrefutably solid right,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that every handshake of yours is altruistically compassionate; brings you more closer and closer with the spirit of immortally unassailable humanity.

It really doesn’t matter even an inconspicuous trifle; whether you converse in your rustically bohemian native language or use Internationally aristocratic English; to convey your uninhibited flurry of thoughts,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that every word that you seamlessly utter; forever mollifies indiscriminately prejudiced war; and mélanges the entire Universe with the ocean of invincibly unfettered peace.

It really doesn’t matter even an ethereal trifle; whether you sleep in the voluptuous night; or unabashedly snore every minute of the blazingly hot day,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that everytime you sleep; you do it solely to recharge every element of your body; to indefatigably fight against even the tiniest insinuation of evil; during the hours you were holistically awake.

It really doesn’t matter even an evanescent trifle; whether you timelessly work in the plush interiors of the plush corporate office; or build tent and write poetry; inexorably staring at the Sun and iridescent Moon; out of boundless kilometers of empty space,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that everytime you holistically earn your livelihood; you use it to the most unprecedented limits; to exist as the most royal person alive and at the same time afford the same royalty to your fellow comrades in inexplicable agony and pain.

It really doesn’t matter even a threadbare trifle; whether you alighted your left foot forward; or commenced each exhilarating expedition of yours with your right sole insuperably embedded in chocolate brown soil,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that everytime you dared tread on effulgent earth; each footstep of yours unflinchingly marched forward only towards the sky of inimitably priceless truth; honesty; humanity and righteousness.

It really doesn’t matter even a hapless trifle; whether you pray with devoutly folded palms; or raised all your fingers in synchronized chorus towards resplendently gargantuan bits of sky,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that everytime you pray; you earnestly ask for the celestial amelioration of living kind as well as yourself; from the innermost recesses of your amiable heart.

It really doesn’t matter even a deteriorating trifle; whether you ate innocent blades of vivaciously whispering grass; or replenished the disastrously emaciated walls of your intestine with chicken; to mollify your hunger and inevitably survive,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that everytime you eat; eat no further after your hunger subsides; and use every ingredient of fresh blood formed in your body; for the benevolently priceless service of torturously squelched humanity.

It really doesn’t matter even a transient trifle; whether you married the girl of your own religion; or chose to tie the nuptial thread with an orphaned urchin residing; fathomless continents; languages; traditions; and religions apart,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that whosoever you chose to marry; try and inundate that person’s life with unsurpassable happiness; and spawn a new civilization of fresh life; perennially amalgamating every bit of your virility with hers.

It really doesn’t matter even a fugitive trifle; whether you were buried an infinite feet after death; or whether your body was burnt to parsimoniously obsolete and

disappearing ash,

What’s most important and quintessential; is that till the time you inhaled your last breath; you fruitfully and by the grace of Omnipotent God; spent every instant of your life; disseminating the message of eternal peace; and wholeheartedly embracing every form of panoramically divine life.

4. MAN COMES WITHOUT ANYTHING. LIVES WITHOUT ANYTHING. DIES WITHOUT ANYTHING.

Bizarre loneliness when I was writing; after all who'd sit beside an eccentrically fanatic brain; try and decipher the infinite wild fantasies that engulfed each ounce of his soul till times beyond eternity,

Wretched loneliness when I was eating; after all who'd relish the prospect of waiting till forgetfully odd hours of the day and night; to see me devour gigantic chunks of food at a time; with my unkempt bohemian hands,

Crippling loneliness when I was driving; after all who had the zeal to wade through a boundless kilometers on the trot on plain roads; transported to another world of divine sublimity—with the congruent and incongruent beats of full volume music,

Insane loneliness when I was on bed; after all who'd want to stay wide awake like the ghoulish owl all night; and then snore like a dead man as the Sun unrelentingly blazed and burnt all arid day,

Vindictive loneliness when I was in a formal party; after all who'd want to stand with an emotional fool who spoke like a new born baby with his heart; shrugging deep into his shell amidst the tiniest manipulative subtleties of the tongue,

Forlorn loneliness when I was walking; after all who'd want to amble with a person who kept unabashedly gazing at the sky—divulging his innermost secrets with it; rather than trust the frivolously prejudiced human race,

Abject loneliness when I was angry; after all who'd want to be beside an individual who was insanely ready to quit his life that very moment; for protecting even the tiniest leaf of the tree which the society outside massacred on various religious pretexts,

Egregious loneliness when I was victorious; after all who'd want to be a part of ones ecstatically unabashed celebrations; which saw one cuddle just like an inconsolably crying newborn child; into the lap stretched from the idol of the Creator Divine,

Disastrous loneliness when I faltered and floundered; after all who'd want to be a part of a reclusively dogmatic losing camp; in this world where each second unfurling was defined as quick money,

Despairing loneliness when I bonded into matrimony; after all who'd accept an esoteric recluse lost in an entrenchment of enigma 24 X 7; when there were so many societal formalities to be relished & fulfilled,

Sadistic loneliness when I ventured to earn; after all who'd pat the back of an employee who made the entire organization bankrupt in a single instant; donating every bit of wealth towards philanthropy and all ailing living kind,

Inexplicable loneliness when I chatted with my kin; after all who'd want their sibling to be writing poetry sitting at home all the time; when the society outside was minting millions with every stroke of technology,

Brutal loneliness when I visited the doctor; after all who'd associate with an epitome of fanatic sensitivity; wherein the world stood wholesomely ready to be clinically cured & executed,

Jinxed loneliness when I tried to save mother nature; after who'd want to make me a friend and thus relinquish cutting those freshly born branches of the tree; which were infact an ungainly nuisance to their otherwise crystal clear vision,

Debilitating loneliness when I visited the Temple; Mosque; Church or Monastery; after all who'd like to befriend someone who trespassed beyond his own religion; visualizing only a singleton form of the Lord in each holy place of bountiful worship,

Insidious loneliness when I converted into humanity; after all who'd like to chat with someone who'd chosen a religion which simply wasn't defined in the infinite pages of what their ancestors and society had to say,

Satanic loneliness when I adopted a child; after all who'd want to mingle their potently masculine or feminine shadows; with a man whom they thought had adopted; only for he was too weak to procreate his very own blood,

Diabolical loneliness when I died; after all who'd want to associate even in the most remotest possible way with the lifeless; in their so alled triumphant terminologies and successful management mantras of ife,

And though all my life I refused to believe this; but how true was it when God said; that man comes on this earth without anything; continues to symbiotically exist without anything; and eventually goes under the soil; again without anything.

After all who are we to challenge his Omnipotent principles of existence?

5. SUPREMELY IMMORTAL

The scarlet rose was mortal; but its alluring essence that lingered for centuries unprecedented in the dreary atmosphere; was supremely immortal,

The blue crested nightingale was mortal; but its enchanting sound diffusing rhapsodic melody in every corner of the fathomless Universe; was supremely immortal,

The dark dotted tiger was mortal; but its thunderously deafening roar that instilled a wave of inexplicable terror in infants even before they were born; was supremely immortal,

The consortium of ominously dark clouds was mortal; but the mesmerizing beauty and flamboyant grace which they imparted to the firmament of azure sky; was supremely immortal,

The marble shaped eye was mortal; but the marvelously magnificent picture of the world which it provided to the impoverished persona; was supremely immortal,

The battalion of resplendent stars twinkling in the cosmos were mortal; but the tenacious illumination which they conjured up every single night; was supremely immortal,

The feather tipped fountain pen was mortal; but the infinite lines of inspiration it had embodied for the entire planet to enjoy and imbibe; was supremely immortal,

The innovative Scientist was mortal; but his ensemble of ingenious inventions which metamorphosed the complexion of this world; were supremely immortal,

The contemporarily sleazy watch was mortal; but the time that ticked over; prevailed profoundly ever since the very instant this earth was created; was supremely immortal,

The ardent philosopher was mortal; but his scores of unequivocally philanthropic ideals casting a spell on tangible life for decades immemorial; were supremely immortal,

The furtively deceptive mirage was mortal; but the sprawling blanket of scorchingly flaming desert sands; was supremely immortal,

The incident which happened faster than the speed of white light was mortal; but the piquant memories it left behind; besieging the mind in wholesome entirety; was supremely immortal,

The festoon of diamonds was mortal; but the incorrigibly fervent glow that it radiated; coining irrefutable benchmarks in fragile personalities; was supremely immortal,

The solitarily deserted monsoon pond was mortal; but the verdant vegetation it left behind; which kept proliferating at amazing speeds into infinite more of its kind; was supremely immortal,

The speed of thought was mortal; but the ecstatic whirlpool of exhilaration it

generated; was supremely immortal,

The compassionately amicable smile was mortal; but the feeling of good will which it perpetuated worldwide; was supremely immortal,

The activity of mischievous flirtation was mortal; but the eternal love it blissfully culminated into was; supremely immortal,

And the body was mortal; someday found itself inevitably beneath the morbid grave; but the spirit of the perpetual soul it left behind; was supremely immortal

6. HOW ABOUT IMMORTAL LOVE ?

For those of you who thought that there was no greater light on this Universe; than the ferociously flaming light; of the blisteringly flamboyant; afternoon Sun,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater power on this Universe; than the power of unfathomable treasuries of; majestically glittering gold and silver,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater color on this Universe; than the astoundingly vivacious color; of the vividly shimmering rainbow,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater force on this Universe; than the tumultuously incomprehensible force; of the brazenly intrepid tornado,

How about immortal love; whose Omnipotent aura miraculously healed the wounds of all despicably shivering alike; whose essence of celestial equality; made even the Greatest of God’s in the cosmos; salute it in for times immemorial ?

1.

For those you who thought that there was no greater height; than the unsurpassably unconquerable height of the mountain; handsomely kissing the clouds,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater compassion; than the overwhelmingly poignant compassion; of caring only for your near and dear,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater heat on this Universe; than the insurmountably overpowering heat fulminating in your persona; to ecstatically march towards the corridors of untamed triumph,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater beauty on this Universe; than the ravishingly silken beauty of your nubile maiden; who danced to every

tune of your heart,

How about immortal love; whose Omnipresent fortress of mankind embraced all those miserably orphaned in its poignant belly; whose fragrance of invincible truth made even the greatest of God’s in the cosmos; humbly bow to it for countless more births yet to come ?

2.

For those of you who thought that there was no greater comfort on this Universe; than the unprecedented winds of comfort; in the seductively tantalizing lap of your Mercedes,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater voice on this Universe; than the melodiously enchanting voice; of the everlasting nightingale,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater rejuvenation on this Universe; than the rejuvenation imparted by the; voluptuously undulating and frosty beach waves,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater softness on this Universe; than the impeccable tufts of soft cotton; sprouting with puristic harmony in the fathomlessly sprawling fields,

How about immortal love; whose impregnable blanket of perpetual solidarity united the entire living race into the most formidable power alive; whose essence of timelessly uninhibited sharing made even the greatest of God’s in the cosmos; worship it for boundless more centuries yet to come ?

3.

For those of you who thought that there was no greater freedom on this Universe; than wandering with free equanimity; at the crack of ethereal dawn; and even after the advancing sinister midnight; rhapsodically alike,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater religion on this Universe; than the irrefutably sacred religion which you intrinsically belonged to; the religion which you uttered from your very first cry,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater smell on this Universe; than the supremely stupendous and vibrantly ingratiating smell of the scarlet rose,

For those of you who thought that there was no greater knowledge on this Universe; than the astronomically endless knowledge assimilated in unbelievable proportions; within the dormitories of your tiny brain,

How about immortal love; whose Omniscient form brought a charismatic festoon of magical smiles to even the most disastrously deadly of corpse; whose essence of

divinely yearning and righteousness; made even the greatest of God’s in the cosmos; crown it as the most unconquerable blessing to lead vibrant life ?

7. DON’T KILL. BUT FOREVER CONQUER.

Don’t mercilessly kill silence; neither get killed by its hopelessly asphyxiating swirl; but forever conquer its worthlessly decrepit hell; with the symbiotically enthralling triumph in your voice; instead,

Don’t cold-bloodedly kill lies; neither get killed by its maliciously venomous vacuum; but forever conquer its diabolically abhorrent corpse; with the unfathomable gorge of truth in your soul; instead,

Don’t heartlessly kill unemployment; neither get killed by its wantonly jilted shadow; but forever conquer its cannibalistically wastrel decay; with the perennial enlightenment of symbiotism in every ingredient of your blood; instead,

Don’t uncouthly kill perversion; neither get killed by its deliriously incoherent mortuaries; but forever conquer its demonically sadistic impressions; with the pearls of innocence so poignantly reflecting from the whites of your eyes; instead,

Don’t tyrannically kill racism; neither get killed by its hedonistically carnivorous coffins; but forever conquer its barbarously unkempt idiosyncrasies; with the religion of priceless humanity in every beat of your heart; instead,

Don’t viciously kill crime; neither get killed by its lethally capsizing graveyards; but forever conquer its truculently unforgivable leash; with the impregnable lamp of truth perpetually glowing in your conscience; instead,

Don’t vindictively kill spirits; neither get killed by their savagely acrimonious curse; but forever conquer their nonexistently appalling spell of bad luck; with the flame of righteously tireless perseverance in each of your footsteps; instead,

Don’t salaciously kill laziness; neither get killed by its uselessly indolent ingredients; but forever conquer its treacherously lackadaisical gallows of stagnation; with the timelessly majestic and golden globules of your honest sweat; instead,

Don’t impetuously kill greed; neither get killed by its satanically maiming mortuaries; but forever conquer its hideously amorphous dungeons of dismal decadence; with the rivers of resplendently benign selflessness cascading through your veins; instead,

Don’t indiscriminately kill infidelity; neither get killed by its ghastily stabbing inundation; but forever conquer its beguilingly distraught fangs; with the beats of Immortal Love; compassionately palpitating in your heart; instead,

Don’t rebelliously kill poverty; neither get killed by its gruesomely emaciating estrangements; but forever conquer its ruthlessly strangulating roots; with the unlimited opulence of God’s creation; which was profoundly embodied in your veins; instead,

Don’t violently kill depression; neither get killed by its traumatically beheading pathways; but forever conquer its maniacally wastrel gutters of emptiness; with the victoriously congenital spirit of happiness in your soul; instead,

Don’t pugnaciously kill prostitution; neither get killed by its bawdily shriveled ghosts; but forever conquer its sleazily sinful fabric of devastation; with your peerlessly unflinching specter of faithfulness; instead,

Don’t savagely kill impotency; neither get killed by its ludicrously inane oblivion; but forever conquer its baselessly dastardly existence; with the endlessly abundant seeds of proliferation in your identity; instead,

Don’t brutally kill hatred; neither get killed by its ferociously slandering fumes; but forever conquer its devilishly blasphemous tunnels of deterioration; with the spirit of inimitably priceless unity reflecting from even the most infinitesimal of your shadow; instead,

Don’t ominously kill terrorism; neither get killed by its disastrously rotten stench; but forever conquer its indescribably despicable signature; with the waves of eternally altruistic peace drifting from each pore of your persona; instead,

Don’t deplorably kill atheism; neither get killed by its heinously massacring bad-will; but forever conquer its sacrilegiously tarnished ramification; with your everlasting faith in Omnipotent God and truth; instead,

Don’t irately kill the devil; neither get killed by his perilously sinister desecration; but forever conquer his coffins of sadistically tormenting lethality; with the blessedly undefeated humanitarian spirit in you; instead,

And don’t vituperatively kill death; neither get killed by its hopelessly numbing daggers; but forever conquer its lividly crucifying grip; with each unassailably brilliant breath

of your nostrils; instead.

8. BE CAPTURED.

Float in the valleys of eternally ravishing desire; letting each miserably tyrannized nerve of yours; being wholesomely consumed by the sensuously velvet blackness that majestically ruled each inch,

Romance in the clouds of amiably handsome compassion; letting the mellifluously silken puffs of ivory white; rekindle the chords of flirtatiously newborn mischief in your soul,

Fantasize in the forests of unabashedly glorious enigma; letting the stupendously virgin dew drops of mother nature; ignite the ultimate spark in your drearily monotonous life,

Languish in the webs of inexplicably titillating creativity; uninhibitedly expressing every ounce of lazy energy entrapped in your bones; to the most unprecedented limits,

Bask in the sun of blazingly unfettered triumph; letting the rays of unflinching optimism; royally enlighten every pore of your penuriously diminishing existence,

Adventure in the sea of indefatigably roaring exhilaration; letting the waves of exultating freedom; liberate every incarcerated ingredient of your estranged blood,

Create in the cradle of innocuously untamed childhood; letting the unfathomably swirling energy of fresh creation; metamorphose you once again into the spell-binding aroma of the wondrous birth,

Sleep in the belly of ubiquitously healing Mother Nature; blending even the most latent pore of your skin; with the most ecstatically pristine rudiments of your heritage and creation,

Gallop in the fields of ardently bountiful festivity; gushing past at a speed greater than that of turbulent wind; witnessing the melody of magical creation; ebulliently spawn at every step,

Embrace in the heaven of egalitarian companionship; shrugging even the most infinitesimal of your discrimination; to assimilate the oneness of God's creation in each pulse of your existence,

Sing in the breeze of brazenly unstoppable evolution; letting the infallible rhapsody in your sound; perpetuate a tingling newness; in an infinite more civilizations yet to arrive,

Scintillate on the apogees of timelessly impregnable freedom; letting every torturously enslaved ingredient of your countenance; perennially shimmer in the undefeated playground of this effulgent Universe,

Dance in the night of unconquerably enthusing bewilderment; wholesomely letting your gauntly impoverished bones; gyrate to the beats of the miraculously uniting Blackness,

Whisper in the wilderness of inscrutably untainted imagination; letting the fragrance of your poignantly cascading breath; melange and become wholesomely one with the vastness of the voluptuous atmosphere,

Flirt through the hillocks of vividly reverberating enthrallment; gleefully entwining your palms with those of every nubile maiden alive; to happily march the walk of spectacular life,

Procreate in the lap of tantalizingly timeless earth; planting the seeds of your unsurpassably endowed virility; to let the chapter of life continue for an infinite

more births as alive,

Rationalize on the streets of quintessentially inevitable practicality; letting each deplorably beleaguered and hackneyed sense of yours; get the real ferocious punch of life,

Breathe in the civilizations of candidly untamed openness; letting not even the most invisible insinuation of manipulation or prejudice; set abhorrent fire to your soul,

And then eventually be captured in the unassailable entrenchment of perpetually blessing love; to ensure that this Universe fervently palpitates now; and continues to beautifully do so; forever and ever and ever

9. CRY

If only my tears; could forever wash away the brutal disparities of mankind; the invidious discrimination that divided the spellbindingly united human race; into salacious segments of nothingness,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the devastating loneliness from every hapless orphans face; the deplorably crucifying solitude that it faced at the hands of amorphously heartless destiny,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the preposterously crippling blackness from every blind eye; cadaverously hurtling towards the coffins of hopelessness right since the first cry of birth,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the baselessly maiming idiosyncrasies in the name of religion; which transformed life harder than the most obdurate of stone; every unfurling instant,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the feckless abhorrence from every prejudiced heart; which criminally masticated even the freshest form of existence; into meaningless bits of oblivion,

If only my tears; could forever wash away disdainfully emaciating impoverishment; those inevitably stabbing pangs of hunger which converted even the most sensible living being; into an unkempt devil,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the obnoxiously venomous smoke and dust from every blissful leaf on the city streets; the maliciously deteriorating human spit that dribbled down the tree roots,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the senseless negativities from each living brain; the inexplicably traumatizing depression that worthlessly rendered exuberant life; as a sinfully lifeless pillar,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the footprints of vindictively assassinating anarchy; the inconsolable wounds inflicted upon the nimble; by the hedonistic Lordships of malevolently corrupt power,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the livid superiority in every mans voice; the wretchedly lambasting domination that he abominably asserted on every sacred woman's womb,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the inextricably lethal scars left on mother nature's belly; by rampantly pulverizing powerhouses of robotic commercialism,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the surreptitiously blasphemous glances; which were cast on every innocuous widow's countenance; by the rapaciously thwarted society outside,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the stains of morbidly gory blood; which ignominiously flourished on the heart of mother earth; after every heartlessly massacring war,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the inveterate arrogance of human creation; the inanely beheading aridness that even the closest of blood-relations displayed to each other; in pursuit of worldly greed and fame,

If only my tears; could forever wash away every divorce that unceremoniously occurred between a husband and wife; the non-existent suspicions that they harbored against each other,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the disastrously impeaching emptiness in every source of existence; the unfathomable trauma of having to lead life to the fullest; without the priceless beloved,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the shame of every naked organism on the tawdrily freezing streets; the ramifications of intolerable penuriousness that wafted from every exploited and malnourished chest,

If only my tears; could forever wash away the silence of despairingly uncouth death; the state of irrevocably lamenting helplessness that then enshrouded every ingredient of the atmosphere,

Then. O! Yes absolutely and irrefutably then. Irrespective of how cowardly the world outside termed me to be. I was prepared to forever and ever and ever cry.

10. ULTIMATE UTOPIA

You definitely get nothing else but diabolically stabbing hell; by venomously blinding innocuous children; just in order to make them your fortune collectors on the threadbare street; whilst you blew away their earnings in tawdry smoke and wine,

You definitely get nothing else but truculently ineffable hell; by sadistically torturing your old parents; viciously dictating them to lick the last iota of grime from your sordid floor; whilst you deliberately dirtied it once again with your plethora of misdeeds,

You definitely get nothing else but deplorably asphyxiating hell; by maiming countless helpless and infirm under your devilishly speeding car tyre; just to mollify the unbearably perverted rush of adrenalin in your persona,

You definitely get nothing else but venomously evaporating hell; by devilishly exploiting the weaknesses of all those people whom you knew; and once upon a time had made them confide in you; just to deliriously strangulate later on with their very own inevitable shortcoming,

You definitely get nothing else but blasphemously deteriorating hell; by salaciously cutting down fathomless forests and trees; just for erecting your monstrously robotic coffins of; despicably corporate concrete,

You definitely get nothing else but sinfully pulverizing hell; by pugnaciously embossing the stamp of the raunchily marauding devil; upon every impregnably venerated space of righteousness,

You definitely get nothing else but cold-bloodedly torturous hell; by unrelentingly trampling over a boundless innocent and impoverished; to uncouthly leap up the ladder; whose each step was success profusely soaked; in impeccable blood,

You definitely get nothing else but violently victimizing hell; by viciously making people slave for you; as you heartlessly incarcerated even the most infinitesimal ounce of their pristinity; in the shackles of your unforgivable drudgery,

You definitely get nothing else but parasitically demonic hell; by uncouthly spitting upon the inimitably unconquerable creativity of artists; condemning them as nothing else but ignoramus wastrels; untiringly staring into meaningless bits of sky,

You definitely get nothing else but inconsolably hideous hell; by unsparingly desecrating every Image; Idol; Church; Mosque; Temple; Monastery of Almighty Lord; just to meaninglessly prove that it was none other than you; who held the reigns of this boundlessly bestowing Universe,

You definitely get nothing else but cruelly emaciating hell; by manipulatively separating two true lovers; just because your own love could never ever fructify and eternalize in the chapter of vivacious life,

You definitely get nothing else but ghastily slavering hell; by truculently going against the laws of symbiotism and nature divine; crafting an idiosyncratically crucifying path of your very own; which eventually led to the mortuaries of ultimate oblivion,

You definitely get nothing else but licentiously devastating hell; by unbearably dividing the entire spell bindingly united planet; into despondently fetid corpses of caste; creed; color; spurious tribe and kind,

You definitely get nothing else but invidiously lambasting hell; by criminally divorcing your sacrosanct spouse forever from your life; just too fulfill your satanic passions; differently every sinister midnight,

You definitely get nothing else but unthinkably torturous hell; by hedonistically raping every nubile woman that you encountered; excoriating her divinely chastity; only to emerge victorious in each of your rapacious desires,

You definitely get nothing else but penuriously devastating hell; by perpetuating the most treacherously unforgivable riots of all times; atrociously manipulating religious sentiment; to gain the political mileage of your life,

You definitely get nothing else but maliciously amorphous hell; by listening and implementing upon every derogatorily inhuman voice; whereas each ardently earnest beat of your heart; forever told you to spread the message of peace and compassionate friendship,

You definitely get nothing else but reproachfully lamenting hell; by sinfully committing dastardly suicide; closing your breath forever and without the orders of the Omniscient Almighty,

On the contrary you definitely get nothing else but ultimate utopia; in every instant of your present and future life; with each element of gory brilliantly metamorphosing into Godly paradise; the moment you simply spoke; implemented; and perennially advocated the mantra of Immortal Love; wrote and substituted the same for the above spitefully abhorrent lines

11. TRUTH AND THE DEVIL

The devil unstoppably took pride in salaciously writing; the book of obnoxious caste-creed and venomously penalizing hatred,

The devil unstoppably took pride in acrimoniously writing; the book of indiscriminate bloodshed and disastrously traumatizing ruthlessness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in vengefully writing; the book of tyrannical devastation and lecherously bellicose orphaning,

The devil unstoppably took pride in fretfully writing; the book of vindictive war and satanically criminal holocausts,

The devil unstoppably took pride in maliciously writing; the book of coldblooded barbarism and manipulatively bizarre malice,

The devil unstoppably took pride in forlornly writing; the book of worthless ghosts and mortuaries brutally anointed with fresh blood,

T The devil unstoppably took pride in indigently writing; the book of nonchalant spuriousness and fecklessly insipid meaninglessness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in torturously writing; the book of ominous animosity and hedonistically pugnacious illwill,

The devil unstoppably took pride in dictatorially writing; the book of licentious bawdiness and insanely threadbare nothingness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in heinously writing; the book of lascivious poverty and baselessly crippling uncertainty,

The devil unstoppably took pride in savagely writing; the book of despicable defeat and lethally ballistic atrociousness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in raunchily writing; the book of dolorous delinquency and insidiously slandering betrayal,

The devil unstoppably took pride in preposterously writing; the book of scurrilous lunatism and barbarously incarcerating fiendishness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in frigidly writing; the book of jejune mockery and impudently castigating brazenness,

The devil unstoppably took pride in heartlessly writing; the book of ghastly bloodshed and indefatigably bombarding politics,

The devil unstoppably took pride in malevolently writing; the book of prurient shit and debasingly corrupt profanity,

The devil unstoppably took pride in diffidently writing; the book of impeachable slavery and tempestuously crucifying sanctity,

The devil unstoppably took pride in dreadfully writing; the book of gruesome extinction and sordidly smutty flagrance,

The devil unstoppably took pride in whippingly writing; the book of wastrel withering and invidiously jailing eccentricity,

The devil unstoppably took pride in grotesquely writing; the book of merciless decimation and countless estranged lives,

The devil unstoppably took pride in gorily writing; the book of sadistic despondency and ignominiously deteriorating mankind,

The devil unstoppably took pride in stupidly writing; the book of Goddamned solitude and murderously decrepit decay,

The devil unstoppably took pride in cacophonically writing; the book of indolent withering and agonizingly cancerous disease,

The devil unstoppably took pride in belligerently writing; the book of lost oblivion and corrosively mad lamentation,

The devil unstoppably took pride in perniciously writing; the book of stinking discrimination and dastardly languid nervousness,

But no matter what he wrote; where he did choose to write; what language he

preferred to maliciously scribble; what ink he used to cold-bloodedly lambaste; what expression he made to lousily concentrate,

Even the most infinitesimally evanescent alphabet inside his books was irrefutably metamorphosed into a stream of immortally unending love; by the intransigently blazing inferno of truth; simplicity; humanity; benevolence; beauty; and the unassailably Almighty Lord.

12. WHEN THE HEART WASN’T THROBBING

When the thunderously voluptuous clouds weren’t showering golden rain; they were still wonderfully enamoring countless; in the swirl of their unsurpassably untainted sensuality,

When the poignantly scarlet roses weren’t blossoming into ecstatic vitality; they were still tirelessly disseminating the scent of seduction; to every cranny of this fathomlessly blissful Universe,

When the beautifully nubile lips weren’t burgeoning into a festoon of smiles; they were still amiably kissing every conceivable form of astounding desire; on the trajectory of this boundlessly iridescent earth,

When the honestly persevering armpits weren’t sweating into cisterns of shimmering sweat; they were still diffusing the spirit of tirelessly unparalleled righteousness to every entity; traversing symbiotically alive,

When the effulgently victorious wind wasn’t blowing into draughts of exuberantly pristine breeze; it was still enthralling countless haplessly divested organisms; with its fearlessly divine stillness,

When the robustly ecstatic mouth wasn’t synergistically consuming indispensable morsels of food; it was still enlightening an infinite miserably deprived entities on planet earth; with the profound enchantment of its voice,

When the majestically unfettered mother wasn’t feeding her own impeccable babies; she was still wafting an invincible atmosphere of eternal compassion to every tangible and intangible quarter of this victorious Universe,

When the unflinchingly handsome soldiers weren’t valiantly fighting at war; they were still perpetuating indomitably fearless molecules of royal bravery; in every

preposterously dastard heart alive,

When the poignantly blissful soil wasn’t sprouting into insuperably princely grain; it was still generating thunderbolts of untamed virility; into every ounce of impotence in the lackadaisical atmosphere,

When the beautifully enamoring cheeks weren’t blushing into unbelievably crimson radiance; they were still culminating into a cloudburst of sensuously priceless mischief; all across the interminable planet,

When the passionately emerald grass blades weren’t oozing beautifully synergistic dewdrops; they were still rhapsodically culminating into a civilization of bounteously rejuvenating newness,

When the insuperably determined mountains weren’t peaking towards the ultimate summits of eternity; they were still altruistically sequestering every fraternity of living kind in their fortified lap; far away from hedonistic duress,

When unbelievably blessed Man & Woman weren’t tirelessly mating; they were still stupefying every patch of insouciantly barren mud that they tread on; with their undyingly untamed virility,

When the innocuously resplendent stars weren’t vividly twinkling; they were still evolving into a fireball of unlimitedly fantastic and enigmatically jubilant enthuse,

When the artistically nimble veins weren’t carrying poignantly crimson blood; they were still disseminating the spirit of unassailably blessing humanity; to the farthest corner of this magically ameliorating Universe,

When the ingeniously unconquerable brain wasn’t insatiably fantasizing into the realms of paradise; it was still pragmatically acting to the inevitably quintessential instincts of; Survival of the fittest,

When the amazingly sensitive ears weren’t dangling into the dormitories of unsurpassable stardom; they were still brilliantly sensitive to even the most

infinitesimal whisker of sound,

When the victoriously pristine nostrils weren’t breathing fireballs of spell-binding existence; they were still perpetuating the indispensable instinct of indefatigable life; into every organism haplessly staggering and yet alive,

And when the fathomlessly benign heart wasn’t throbbing the beats of perennially fructifying love; it was still triggering the waves of pricelessly inimitable humanity in every bit of tangible space and organism; on this limitlessly unfettered Universe.

13. GOD MADE ME – POEM 2

God made the voluptuously sapphire crested nightingale; only so that it could stupendously placate all murderously frazzled nerves; with the ingratiating melody in its seductive sound,

God made the sparklingly tranquil rivers; only so that they could astoundingly appease the scorchingly famished throats of countless dreary; with their perennially mystical enthrallment,

God made the vivaciously blazing Sun; only so that it could dazzle its Omnipotent shine to even the most infinitesimally remote corners of this Universe; compassionately comfort one and all; with its marvelously majestic warmth,

God made the celestially resplendent stars; only so that they could shimmer a path of profoundly enamoring mysticism; magnanimously enlighten; the heart of the sullenly gory night,

God made torrential cloudbursts of golden rain; only so that they could tantalizingly reinvigorate acrimoniously parched granules of deadened soil; impregnate scintillating beams of life in those heading towards a morbid extinction,

God made the enigmatically slithering serpent; only so that it could stupendously stupefy the dolorously pallid ambience of the forests; with its inscrutably hissing sounds,

God made the voluptuously titillating rose; only so that it could ubiquitously disseminate its fragrance of perpetual equality to even the most obsolete cranny

of this planet; transform all those besieged with murderous monotony into an

apostle of humanitarian peace,

God made the dexterously chiseled pen; only so that it could emboss countless lines of patriotic literature; handsomely evoke a revolution of holistic togetherness; with the unassailable power of words,

God made the royally towering mountains; only so that they could amiably sequester all tyrannically bereaved in their invincibly formidable swirl; be the very first exemplaries of success perennially kissing the fathomless sky,

God made the ravishingly frothy oceans; only so that they could tantalizingly harbor all innocuously aquatic life; culminate into indispensably priceless salt for the survival of all living beings whether rich or indigent; alike,

God made the vividly boisterous butterflies; only so that they could fascinatingly flutter under profound rays of the midday Sun; mischievously philander and frolic with eternal lovebirds behind the aristocratic hills,

God made the eclectically sprouting seeds; only so that they could bountifully sprout into beautifully salubrious nutrition; become every living organism’s ultimate panacea to harmoniously survive,

God made the meticulously ticking clock; only so that it could incessantly depict the radically changing shades of ebullient time; sagaciously apprise all about the inevitably passing moments of vibrant life,

God made the fabulously euphoric shadow; only so that it could magnificently soothe the diabolical dungeons of abhorrence; with its spell bindingly silken and exotic touch,

God made the rambunctiously innocuous and piquant hen; only so that it could rhetorically lay a shimmering festoon of poignant eggs; ensure that life indefatigably lingered in the atmosphere; with its series of passionate quacks,

God made the supremely princely peacock; only so that it could dance the most gloriously charming dance on this planet; under torrential downpours of ebulliently alluring rain,

God made the gregariously clashing clouds; only so that they could grandiloquently deluge the brutally dilapidated cracks on devastated soil; with unsurpassable tumblers of rejuvenating liquid,

God made the tirelessly buzzing and swarming bees; only so that they could continuously diffuse into a web of glitteringly golden honey; ecumenically diffuse a spell of magical sweetness to every dwelling submerged with horrifically disparaging despair,

God made the regally wide eyed owl; only so that it could prudently admonish everyone in vicinity about the most diminutive insinuation of oncoming danger; while the world snored thunderously under the wholesomely crippling blackness of the night,

And God made me; every ingredient of my impoverished heart; blood and soul; only so that I could love you and dedicate every iota of enthusiasm in my body towards writing poetry; for infinite more births yet to come.

14. IMMORTALLY UNITED MANKIND

I wanted this entire world to unite exactly like; those rambunctiously uninhibited honey bees; feeling so unshakably victorious; in their unconquerably amalgamated and swarming hive,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those wondrously ecstatic honey bees; feeling so infallibly victorious; in their melodiously symbiotic and stupendously artistic hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those effulgently boisterous honey bees; feeling so unsurpassably victorious; in their gregariously mesmerizing and benevolently heart shaped hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those timelessly enthralling honey bees; feeling so impregnably victorious; in their jubilantly emollient and perennially holistic hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those enchantingly blissful honey bees; feeling so ardently victorious; in their ebulliently buzzing and unfathomably enlightening hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those ubiquitously unflinching honey bees; feeling so insuperably victorious; in their eternally resplendent and opulently embellished hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those amiably iridescent honey bees; feeling so uncompromisingly victorious; in their unconquerably utopian and copiously oozing hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those symbiotically enamoring honey bees; feeling so limitlessly victorious; in their interminably silken and voluptuously nubile hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those redolently celestial honey bees; feeling so everlastingly victorious; in their affably bonding and indefatigably exploring hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those astoundingly bewitching honey bees; feeling so supremely victorious; in their tirelessly synergistic and quintessentially sweetened hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those congenially robust honey bees; feeling so ecumenically victorious; in their unbelievably intricate and endlessly eclectic hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those incredulously optimistic honey bees; feeling so blazingly victorious; in their charismatically endowed and vivaciously effulgent hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those brilliantly versatile honey bees; feeling so unshakably victorious; in their inexhaustibly scintillating and gorgeously unabashed hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those bounteously burgeoning honey bees; feeling so unstoppably victorious; in their marvelously majestic and infallibly enriched hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those unflinchingly fearless honey bees; feeling so inimitably victorious; in their ravishingly pristine and innocuously fluttering hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those mischievously tangy bees; feeling so sacredly victorious; in their unceasingly blessed and gloriously shimmering hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those artistically innovative honey bees; feeling so unimpeachably victorious; in their spectacularly varied and peacefully protective hives,

I wanted the entire world to unite exactly like; those profusely passionate honey bees; feeling so royally victorious; in their pricelessly egalitarian and unendingly joyous hives,

And after perpetually uniting like these unassailably Omnipotent honey bees; I wanted every single organism in the world including my very own self; to forever extinguish; massacre; trounce even the most inconspicuous insinuation of the devil in the Universe; exerting our profoundly undying power; of now a freshly formed and Immortally united mankind

15. WHAT’S LOVE ALL ABOUT ?

No asphyxiating rules; not the slightest seed of ghastily terrorizing commercialism around,

No bizarre monotony; not the slightest innuendo of debilitating stagnation insidiously floating around,

No usurped definitions; not the slightest of deliriously incarcerating society; to brutally jail it in its way,

No prejudiced manipulation; not the slightest of cold-blooded barbarism stealthily lurking at clandestine crannies of wastrel civilization,

No traumatic agony; not the slightest teardrop of frustrating malice; which baselessly annihilated countless impeccable; in its cadaverously inane swirl,

No frigid infertility; not the slightest of crippling infidelity that stabbed you beyond the threshold of extinction; the instant you turned your back,

No vicarious salaciousness; not the slightest of animosity permeating vindictively into the fabric of spellbindingly enchanting humanity,

No nefarious meanness; not the slightest of derogatory inflammation perilously creeping into the synergistically benign structure of humanity,

No wreckless insomnia; not the slightest of invidious laziness disparagingly stagnating the vivacious mantra of blissfully burgeoning existence,

No tawdry indiscrimination; not the slightest of vengeful parasites satanically sucking innocuous blood from the heart of this symbiotically celestial planet,

No inexplicable hopelessness; not the slightest of disparity preposterously corrupting the spirit of unsurpassable unity inherently impregnating the pricelessly insuperable atmosphere,

No deplorable delinquency; not the slightest of vituperatively ostracizing devil; that treacherously deserted you in your times of blood-curling duress,

No squelching torture; not the slightest of fretfully ribald deterioration; indefatigably endangering the rudiments of irrefutable truth in the fathomless planet,

No fiendish robbery; not the slightest spell of doomsday depriving holistically coalescing bodies; of their unparalleled elixir to fantastically exist,

No spurious religion; not the slightest of bawdy fanaticism; mercilessly snatching loved ones from their adorably venerated kin,

No blood-thirsty injustice; not the slightest travesty of the oceans of unconquerably glorious righteousness; the principles of ubiquitously sacrosanct friendship,

No worthless shivering; not the slightest of relentlessly shivering in the torturous cold outside; while demons of lies marauded at rampant will on this boundless planet,

No abysmal nonchalance; not the slightest of lacklusterness cancerously weakening the crux of stupendously proliferating and timelessly blessing life,

Only immortally endowing life; Only unflinchingly united existence; Only truth blazing into eternal Omnipotence; Only perpetually fructifying bondage; Only exhilaration unprecedented culminating into the realms of everlastingly propitious paradise,

That’s what 100% Love has forever taught you; that’s what 100 % Love does to you every unfurling minute of your diminutively impoverished life; that’s what 100% Love all about.

16. IMPREGNABLE HUMANITY

You’ve taken my very own scarlet blood O! heavenly son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my astoundingly pristine and timelessly priceless; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own venerated milk O! beautiful son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my bountifully blossoming and unabashedly impeccable; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own intriguing brain O! enamoring son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my celestially amazing and mischievously bouncing; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own silken shadow O! stupendous son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my wonderfully untainted and jubilantly ecstatic; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own uninhibited smile O! majestic son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my inimitably magnetic and fabulously effulgent; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own inscrutable destiny lines O! effervescent son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my incredulously handsome and victoriously unimpeachable; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own inimitably humble name O! royal son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my poignantly iridescent and eternally fructifying; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own romantic artistry O! blazing son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my triumphantly unfettered and symbiotically innocent; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own mellifluous voice O! charismatic son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my bounteously emollient and euphorically fearless; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own towering height O! regale son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my indisputably peerless and synergistically truthful; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own passionate eyes O! resplendent son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my fearlessly humanitarian and tirelessly discovering; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own chocolate brown color O! holistic son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my invincibly wondrous and spell-bindingly ecstatic; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own ebullient body contours O! benign son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my immaculately benevolent and magnanimously humanitarian; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own fiery breath O! rhapsodic son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my blissfully unadulterated and interminably bubby; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own optimistic face O! vivacious son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my timelessly flowering and melodiously rejuvenated; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own broadened shoulders O! magical son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my gloriously unprejudiced and nostalgically rueful; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own princely dimples O! victorious son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my spotlessly unbiased and surreally panoramic; duplicate,

You’ve taken my very own compassionate heart O! unshakable son; so its irrefutably natural and nothing great; that you’re exactly my adorably sensitive and ubiquitously indomitable; duplicate,

So whereas it was absolutely natural and nothing great that you were my exactly astounding duplicate O! heavenly son;

The greatest of all virtues; the greatest of all gifts; the greatest of all endowment; the greatest of all power; the greatest of all virility; the greatest of all divinity; was infact given to you by the Omniscient Lord; who miraculously blessed you and every organism alike with the pricelessly impregnable religion of “Humanity” to symbiotically survive for an infinite more of your destined lifetimes

17. THE SOUND OF THE HEART

The sound of barking dogs brought alongwith it; overwhelming morbidity; a wave of heinous viciousness; that indefatigably triggered you to explore the cannibal entrapped in your conscience,

The sound of cascading rain brought alongwith it; tantalizing spurts of rhapsody; making you euphorically gallop forward in the scintillating exuberance of vibrant life,

The sound of the whistling train brought alongwith it; the untamed spirit of exhilarating adventure; when you traversed like a king; incessantly

embarking upon an expedition of sparkling newness,

The sound of the falling leaves brought alongwith it; a nostalgically forlorn feeling of dilapidation; as you uncontrollably withered in destructive imagery; regretfully shunning all corridors of optimistic hope and bountiful cheer,

The sound of the fulminating volcano brought alongwith it; a tumultuously vindictive wave of malicious prejudice; as you sizzled in the unremitting heat of abhorrent war and parasitic vice,

The sound of the melodious nightingale brought alongwith it; a wind of stupendously everlasting calm; blissfully soothing the unfathomable mountain of your bizarrely frazzled senses; with the ointment of insatiable empathy,

The sound of the winking eyelids brought alongwith it; ardent fireballs of mischievous flirtation; as you surreptitiously philandered behind the Sun soaked hills; with the seductively nubile maidens of your choice,

The sound of the roaring lion brought alongwith it; unassailably flamboyant domination; as you blazed more tenaciously than the orange oven of Sun; basking in the unsurpassable glory of your benign success,

The sound of the chirping sparrow brought alongwith it; ebulliently ecstatic jubilation; instilling in you the uninhibited freedom to envelop yourself in fervent carpets of unending boisterousness,

The sound of the gurgling fountain brought alongwith it; harmoniously symbiotic prosperity; which unequivocally taught you to embrace all tribes irrespective of religion; caste; creed; in synergistic unison; and alike,

The sound of the majestic eagle brought alongwith it; unprecedented puffs of enthrallment; a perennial desire in you to royally soar through the golden

entrenchment of clouds; breathed in the mists of desire for times immemorial,

The sound of marching soldiers brought alongwith it; cloudbursts of irrefutably glorious patriotism; an intrinsically overpowering sensation in your persona;

to unflinchingly fight for your sacrosanct motherland,

The sound of ticking clock brought alongwith it; a fathomless civilization of endless meticulousness; impregnating in you the sagacious pragmatism; to diligently execute all your duties of the enigmatically unveiling day,

The sound of the unruly crow brought alongwith it; an unrelenting ocean of mortifying disgrace; as you felt like abnegating every iota of charisma and glorious charm; forever from the innermost recesses of your impoverished demeanor,

The sound of the reverberating lightening brought alongwith it; perpetually augmenting and magnetic excitement; as you felt the inferno of titillating yearning rise like new born infant; bubbling like white fire through every ingredient of your crimson blood,

The sound of singing children brought alongwith it; impeccably satiny righteousness; profoundly incinerating in you the immaculate light of timeless innocence; to be alive as the ultimate harbinger of benign humanity,

The sound of indolent pigs brought alongwith it; fading horizons of languidly decaying and capricious nothingness; as a arrow of wastrel insignificance perpetuated you from all sides; inevitably drawing each bone of your dreary countenance; towards a world of sleep and stinkingly greasy dirt,

The sound of passionate breath brought alongwith it; an unconquerable dawn of resplendently proliferating evolution; triggering in you the most priceless desire

to live; and astoundingly procreate boundless more of your own holistic kind,

And the sound of thunderous heartbeats brought alongwith it; an immortally everlasting sky of glistening love; which not only encapsulated you; but the entire living kind; in irrefutably invincible threads of ever-pervading humanity.

18. JUST A MINUTE TO DESTRUCTION

The tree took a century to grow to unprecedented limits; blossoming into boundless branches and resplendent foliage,

And it took you just a minute to chop it to the ground; with barbaric strokes of your gleaming pickaxe.

The mountains took thousands of years to evolve; with their summits towering handsomely towards the sky; camouflaged in a heap of pristine snow,

And it took you just a minute to pulverize their blissful demeanor to flimsy ash; bombarding them ruthlessly with your hi-tech and contemporary bombs.

The colorful tribes trespassing on the planet took several decades to spawn; indulging into a myriad of festivity and sacrosanct beliefs,

And it took you just a minute to make them the most acrimonious of enemies; poisoning their minds against each other; with your deceiving and manipulative talk.

The tantalizingly salty waters of the ocean took centuries to form; harboring an ingratiating variety of fish and vivacious coral weeds,

And it took you just a minute to adulterate its entire visage; dropping abominable buckets of crude oil from the ship.

The atmosphere took infinite births to be created; kissing every part of the globe with its silken caress,

And it took you just a minute to pollute it indiscriminately; blowing obnoxious gases from your vehicle; at a full throttle.

The soil took millions of years to preserve wells of precious liquid; entrapping droplets of scintillating water deep within its core,

And it took you just a minute to savagely plunder its harmony; inserting your hydraulic and contemporary drilling equipment to empty it; till it cried.

The cow wandering timidly on the slopes took loads of agonizing time to fill the colossal buckets with itsmilk; each globule of white oozing having the fortitude to outclass the most ingenious of vitamins single handedly,

And it took you just a minute to blend it with cheap saliva; to augment its quantity; before you commercially sold it to unsuspecting customers.

The old men and women spent their entire lifetimes to incessantly worship and revere their culture and heritage; sacrificed their heads to prevent even a single blemish from infiltrating into their land,

And it took you just a minute to ruthlessly transgress across them; satanically maraud their ideals; and embracing alien winds just because they suited your taste.

The World Trade Center took countless months to construct; sheltered thousands of individuals; some of the most innovative brains from all across the continent,

And it took you just a minute to squelch it to bellows of black dust; using your cowardly and diabolical mind to smash it with airplanes; having innocent people trapped inside.

It took more than times ever perceivable to harness the spirit of love; spreading it like wild fire into the heart of every human being walking on this soil;

every palpable entity gallivanting with a glimmer of hope in its eyes,

And it took you just a minute to completely destroy its mesmerizing essence; leaving it no scope at all to flourish with all your killings; war and hostility.

19. ALL A PERSON COULD TAKE BENEATH HIS GRAVE

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the perennial love that he’d generated; by compassionately uniting two miserably jilted hearts in the threads of ubiquitously endless romance,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the bountiful love that he’d generated; by standing like an unflinching wall between mother nature and ghastly human kind; and saving it from even the most infinitesimal of heinous scratch,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magical love that he’d generated; by tirelessly melanging every caste; creed; color and tribe under the flaming Sun; into the religion of pricelessly unconquerable humanity,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the redolent love that he’d generated; by altruistically teaching every fraternity of humanity; that the true essence of all life was benign simplicity,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the triumphant love that he’d generated; by forever trouncing the malady of abhorrent lies; with the sword of his unfettered truth,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unparalleled love that he’d generated; by giving his name to all those born miserably orphaned; adopting them as his very own kin and children for an infinite lifetimes,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the rhapsodic love that he’d generated; by feeding countless a brutally famished stomach; royally replenishing impoverished need with the inevitable fodder for life,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the ubiquitous love that he’d generated; by saving wondrously innocent and enchanting life; from the venomously unsparing

curse of ghoulish war,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the celestial love that he’d generated; by perpetuating the sky of selfless peace; in every of those organism trying to demonstrate superiority via cold-blooded nuclear war,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the immeasurable love that he’d generated; by becoming the sole voice of those indescribably oppressed; fighting till his last breath to secure them timeless justice,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the astounding love that he’d generated; by enlightening every conceivable space on this planet; with the songs of eternally fructifying compassion,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unsurpassable love that he’d generated; by spending every moment of his life with those incurably sick and suffering; acting as their sole brethren when the entire world had left them to sulk and die,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the impregnable love that

he’d generated; by writing an infinite lines of miraculously ameliorating poetry; all for the betterment of living kind and for majestically depicting even the most inconspicuously glorious of its emotions,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the interminable love that he’d generated; by sacrificing even his very own kin and closest family; if they were amongst those who transgressed against the fabric of brotherhood,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unbelievable love that he’d generated; by handsomely educating; befriending and further patronizing the girl child; just like

any other ordinary boy,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the undying love that he’d generated; by miraculously illuminating the dullest fragment of canvas; with every conceivable shade of nature’s unlimited paradise,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magnanimous love that he’d generated; by donating every single ingredient of his wealth and blood; to all those without even a roof on their head to survive,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the indefinable love that he’d generated; by becoming the walking stick of every old man and woman; seeking their blessings further to reinvigorate all mankind,

And all a person could take beneath his grave; was the immortal love that he’d generated; by uniting every beat of his passionate heart; forever and ever and ever with the strings of everlastingly blossoming humanity.

20. I WHOLESOMELY BELONGED.

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable religion; which disseminated the essence of perennial unity; on the trajectory of this fathomlessly emollient Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable caste; which palpitated with the unendingly handsome spirit of compassion; on the trajectory of this boundlessly intriguing Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable color; which interminably radiated with the melody of vivacious freshness; on the trajectory of this eternally bountiful Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable shade; which reverberated to the tunes of pricelessly inimitable harmony; on the trajectory of this everlastingly inscrutable Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable sect; which forever towered towards the Sun of brilliantly optimistic hope; on the trajectory of this spectacularly proliferating Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable art; which perpetually perpetuated the ardor of unassailable breath into even the most lugubrious speck of the atmosphere; on the trajectory of this beautifully iridescent Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable hour; which granted unbelievably

egalitarian importance; to every unfurling instant of the day as well as the ghoulish midnight; on the trajectory of this wondrously inebriating Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable religious shrine; which wafted the scent of insuperably redolent oneness; on the trajectory of this triumphantly ecstatic Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable blood group; which eventually led to the heavens of unconquerable symbiotism; on the trajectory of this amazingly fructifying Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable fantasy; which led to unparalleled holistic enlightenment of every cranny of the impoverished brain; on the trajectory of this unfathomably eclectic Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable climate; which tirelessly refreshed the mind; body and soul with the untamed exhilaration of nature divine; on the trajectory of this gigantically vivid Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable tribe; which had each of its rudiments profoundly embedded into the soils of unflinchingly impregnable brotherhood; on the trajectory of this effulgently blessed Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable palm; which uninhibitedly entwined in mine; royally commemorating the undefeated equality of all living kind; on the trajectory of this rhapsodically sensuous Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable pathway; which fearlessly marched towards the kingdom of unparalleled truth and righteousness; on the trajectory of this ebulliently stupefying Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable wind; which stirred an irrevocably replenishing sense of fulfillment in the soul; on the trajectory of this timelessly magnetic Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable language; which austerely shunted abuse and celestially preached the wordings of peace; on the trajectory of this ubiquitously unfettered Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable breath; which undyingly resonated with the infernos of evergreen passion; on the trajectory of this enchantingly regale Universe,

I wholesomely belonged to every conceivable heart; which perennially throbbed for the spirit of immortally majestic love; on the trajectory of this cheerfully enigmatic Universe,

And I wholesomely belonged to everything; anything- everywhere; anywhere on the trajectory of this boundlessly ravishing Universe; which like the above; forever and ever and ever led to the religion of invincibly ameliorating humanity.

21. AS LONG AS I HAD PRICELESS HOPE

I might be currently in hapless shreds; without even the most diminutive coin of currency in my inconspicuously bedraggled pockets,

But as long as I had the jewel of priceless hope in my soul; I reserved the insurmountable tenacity to metamorphose every iota of pain into a paradise of unfettered happiness; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the Omnipotent Lord Almighty.

I might be currently begging discordantly on the stony streets; without even a strand of infinitesimal saliva to mellifluously tingle my bereaved throat,

But as long as I had the Sun of optimistic hope in my soul; I reserved the indomitable power to overtopple even the most mightiest of cannibalistic parasites; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the bountiful Lord Almighty.

I might be currently feeding myself on frigid shit from the dustbin cover; without a feather of integrity of my own; as the world relentlessly lambasted my timidly trembling skin,

But as long as I had the star of resplendent hope in my soul; I reserved the Herculean prowess of soaring to the ultimate pinnacles of blazing success; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the inimitable Lord Almighty.

I might be currently exhaling each breath of mine in the traumatically beleaguered gutter pipe; without even the most mercurial strength left in my miserably bloodstained lips; to wholeheartedly smile,

But as long as I had the flower of fragrant hope in my soul; I reserved the invincible dexterity to spawn into a sky of unfathomably exhilarating newness; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the Omnipresent Lord Almighty.

I might be currently staring meaninglessly into orphaned patches of azure sky; without a single roof over my head; to sequester me from acrimoniously truculent storm and rain,

But as long as I had the sea of tangy hope in my soul; I reserved the uncanny mysticism to timelessly charm even the most lugubriously livid particle of the atmosphere; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the unassailable Lord Almighty.

I might be currently yawning in supremely fretful nonchalance; without the slightest of cynosure and glitterati; and with the most venomously lethal mosquitoes hovering around my hopelessly deserted skin,

But as long as I had the garland of ingratiating hope in my soul; I reserved the profound exuberance to convert even the most bizarrely impossible into the sky of impregnable success; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the Omniscient Lord Almighty.

I might be currently emaciating with a zillion thorns of brutal dishonesty being treacherously plundered into my intestines; and without the minutest trace of

dawn in my every unforgivingly imprisoning night,

But as long as I had the rainbow of pristine hope in my soul; I reserved the untamed ebullience to bare-footedly adventure into the most fathomless crannies of this enchanting Universe; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the ever- pervading Lord Almighty.

I might be currently unemployed at all quarters; without the empathy of a single organism on this boundlessly enamoring Universe,

But as long as I had the spirit of sacred hope in my soul; I reserved the infallible energy to blaze into an infinite philanthropically enlightening tomorrows; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the miraculous Lord Almighty.

And I might be currently devastated and torturously ripped apart in every aspect of my life; without any ingredient of this Universe getting stirred by the unstoppable beating of my impoverished heart,

But as long as I had the fortress of perpetual hope in my soul; I reserved the uninhibited magnetism to fall into the oceans of immortally gratifying love; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of unchallengeable Lord Almighty.

22. COME LET’S WHOLEHEARTEDLY ALLOW

There’s a sweet little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to majestically blossom till the pinnacle of resplendently ingratiating prosperity,

There’s a mesmerizing little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to evolve into an unfathomably compassionate gorge of friendship; as tangy as the rhapsodically ebullient oceans,

There’s an enchanting little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to marvelously burgeon till times beyond iridescent eternity; and enthuse even the most obfuscatedly alien of our times,

There’s a euphoric little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to spawn like an insatiably fragrant flower of gorgeous companionship; as the Sun blazed vibrantly from behind the mellifluous hills,

There’s a poignant little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to enthrall even the mostobsoletely dithering nerves in our beleaguered bodies; to the most stupendously unprecedented limits,

There’s a jubilant little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to ingratiatingly gallop to kiss the epitome of dazzling timelessness; and for centuries immemorial,

There’s a victorious little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to Omnipotently transcend; over the pernicious precipices of our disastrously

dwindling derogatorily manipulative souls,

There’s an innocuous little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to profoundly rejuvenate our bizarrely estranged senses; with the vivaciously

sacrosanct tonic of life,

There’s an embellished little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to majestically drape our insipidly feckless deliriousness; with cisterns of unsurpassable sensuousness,

There’s a fantastic little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to irrefutably overshadow our disparagingly deteriorating gloom; with fountains of timeless happiness,

There’s an intriguing little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to invincibly sequester us in its bountiful swirl; fathomless kilometers away from the mortuary of inexplicable despair,

There’s an ecstatic little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to Omnisciently overpower our insurmountable battalion of idiosyncrasies; with

the its magical ointment of godly freshness,

There’s a spell binding little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to encapsulate us in its panoramically vivid embrace; bless every aspect of our haplessly shattered existence; with the gorgeously fructifying elixir of life,

There’s an eclectic little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to weave the unconquerable spell of its royal artistry; upon our monotonously delinquent life,

There’s a sacrosanct little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to magnanimously bless our ominously extradited rhythm; with its benevolently

humanitarian beats,

There’s a sparkling little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to miraculously cleanse all our dastardly cloistered dirt; with its heaven of fathomless righteousness,

There’s a melodious little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to annihilate even the most mercurial trace of prejudiced paradoxism in our blood; with its tunes of celestially unassailable truth,

There’s a beautiful little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to enshroud us with philanthropic graciousness; insuperably conquering the cry of the ungainly devil with the winds of perennially uninhibited freedom,

There’s a mystical little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to everlastingly stupefy us with an entrenchment of impregnable newness; with

the limitless enthuse of its pristine eyes,

And there’s an exhilarating little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly allow it to inundate the song of immortal love; in our forlornly disbelieving and satanically fretful lives.

23. AS LONG AS

It was perfectly OK; even if you were profusely fastidious about your food; wanted to eat the most flirtatiously rubicund morsels of tantalizing fruit before commencing every of your delectable meal,

It was perfectly OK; even if you were overwhelmingly squeamish about the way you dressed; insatiably desired to embellish your nimble countenance; with the finest fraternity of regale silk that was found on the rustic mountain sheep,

It was perfectly OK: even if you were unfathomably obsessive about the things you liked and abominably disliked; at times even waking a countless night on the incessant trot; to heavenly placate even the most infinitesimal of your desire,

It was perfectly OK: even if you euphorically danced without the slightest rhyme or reason at the crackle of voluptuous midnight; even as the world perpetually snored in immutably forlorn unison,

O! Yes it was perfectly OK even if you executed the most wildest of your idiosyncracies; as long as you indefatigably proliferated God’s symbiotically burgeoning living kind; as long as you invincibly stood with every sect of humanity;

till the time you aristocratically emanated your very last breath.

1.

It was perfectly OK: even if you assiduously clambered fathomless nights on the trot; just to mischievously roll every of your luridly beleaguered senses with the ultimate epitome of the freezing Himalayas,

It was perfectly OK; even if you uninhibitedly rolled through marshes of uncouthly untamed wilderness; ardently scratching your frolicking flesh with every conceivable thorn that lay; disdainfully sprawled in vicinity,

It was perfectly OK; even if you unrelentingly chased unruly dogs in fields of hay; jubilantly philandered with chuckling hen as the Sun set in spell binding harmony behind the mesmerizing hills,

It was perfectly OK; even if you sporadically nibbled at chunks of obnoxiously worthless cheese like a new born infant; although you had handsomely swept well past the threshold of eclectic maturity; countless years ago,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you exuded into the most skittish of your tantrums left; right and wayward center; as long as you perennially bonded with God’s most Omnipotent spirit of love; gloriously saluted every religion and color alike; as the

religion of divinely mankind.

2.

It was perfectly OK; even if you obsessively waited for torrential drops of rain to thunderous rain to pelt; sadly from the heart of a profanely cloudless sky,

It was perfectly OK: even if you were the first organism on this gargantuan planet to irately soliloquize words grotesquely upside down; paving an esoteric pathway of your very own; which had never ever been replicated on this Universe before,

It was perfectly OK; even if you intransigently wanted the most ephemeral beauty of this unsurpassably unending cosmos before your impeccable eyes all the time; timelessly basking in the glory of nothing else but sensuously ingratiating graciousness,

It was perfectly OK; even if you uniquely chose to transgress through the acridly flaming thorns of truth; while the ostentatiously conventional society danced

in the aisles of horrifically derogatory manipulation; outside,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you drifted every aspect of your life towards the most unimaginable of your whims; as long as you philanthropically mitigated all vindictively assaulted humanity from graveyards of depravation; as long as you made eternally everlasting righteousness the sole mantra of your nimble existence.

3.

It was perfectly OK; even if you ecstatically rollicked in the lap of your revered mother; every unraveling moment of the brilliantly stupendous day; and each wind of the resplendently star studded night,

It was perfectly OK: even if you immutably plucked stoical blades of lackadaisical grass all life; intrepidly staring at phlegmatic puffs of robustly emerald sky to victoriously rejoice,

It was perfectly OK; even if you erred more number of times than you took quintessentially ravishing breath; stuttering like a nonchalant skeleton on every

exuberant step that you lamely tread,

It was perfectly OK; even if you profoundly dedicated infinite births of yours solely to the essence of majestic artistry; although there was not an inconspicuous penny in there; and as your robotically mundane mates minted mines of imperially glittering gold; outside,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you gyrated your uninhibited countenance solely to the tunes of your heart; mind; conscience and no one else; as long as you patriotically dazzle into the rainbows of a vibrantly optimistic tomorrow; as long as you liberate every beat of your heart to love the atmosphere of oneness; to love the atmosphere of Omnipresent human kind.

24. WHAT PURPOSE DID LIFE HAVE TO EXIST ?

What purpose did the grass have to exist; without the astoundingly scintillating sheath of perpetual dewdrops; the mystical rejuvenation that they imparted at the crack of every ethereally ebullient dawn ?

What purpose did the sky have to exist; without the crimson conglomerate of handsomely thunderous clouds; the vivacious charisma that they imparted by

indefatigably clashing and culminating into torrential thunderballs of mesmerizing rain ?

What purpose did the mountains have to exist; without the majestically glittering festoon of invincible peaks; the unassailable ardor that they imparted all night and sweltering day?

What purpose did the trees have to exist; without the aristocratic fountain of exotically sensuous leaves; the princely charisma that they imparted; with the serenely rustling and tranquil breeze ?

What purpose did the mother have to exist; without the impeccably new born child; the godly rays of newness that it imparted; with each of its princely wails ?

What purpose did the rose have to exist; without the boisterously buzzing honey bee; the unfathomable tons of nectar it blissfully secreted; nimbly perched on the ravishingly voluptuous petals ?

What purpose did the castle have to exist; without its stupendously royal garland of kings and queens; the unassailable spirit of triumph that they irrefutably provided; to even the most remotely lackadaisical of its barren walls ?

What purpose did the soil have to exist; without the quintessential cistern of priceless fertility; the amazingly prolific and indispensable elixir of life; which blissfully spawned endlessly vibrant life ?

What purpose did the night have to exist; without the resplendently milky curtain of enthralling moonlight; the timelessly alluring beams of immaculate white; which profoundly enlightened every cranny of dolorously murderous stillness ?

What purpose did the gutters have to exist; without the abominably abhorrent pigs; the savagely uncouth stomachs of theirs; which scrapped every iota of dirt forever; within lightening seconds of time ?

What purpose did the deserts have to exist; without the overwhelmingly sweltering landscape of blistering sands; the disdainfully acrimonious heat that they imparted; and that too smilingly for centuries immemorial ?

What purpose did the avalanches have to exist; without the austerely frozen winds of winter; the deathly chill that held their gruesomely appalling contours; stoically in the most meticulous of shape ?

What purpose did the web have to exist; without the inscrutably silken spider; the incomprehensible entrenchment of enthrallment that it imparted; while indefatigably interweaving through the gorgeously satiny strands ?

What purpose did the eyes have to exist; without the panoramically wonderful kaleidoscope of beauty around; the spell binding reinvigoration that it uninhibitedly imparted; to one and all; holistically alike ?

What purpose did the battlefields have to exist; without the patriotically marching soldiers; the intrepid waves of impregnable triumph that they imparted; while unequivocally shedding their life for the sake of their sacred countrymen ?

What purpose did the treasuries have to exist; without the unlimited cistern of opulently glittering gold; the unbelievably grandiloquent aura that it imparted for the entire world to; salaciously witness ?

What purpose did the mind have to exist; without the ecstatically swirling whirlpool of untamed fantasy; the divinely fascinating cloud of romantic philandering that it imparted; forever to the drearily tyrannized nerves ?

What purpose did the nostrils have to exist; without the pricelessly vibrant forest of mystically piquant breath; the unconquerable jacket of oligarchic life that it imparted; to every hopelessly wandering living; inundated with turbulent distress ?

And what purpose did life have to exist; without the invincible jewel of compassionate love; the Omnipotent thread of egalitarian sharing that it celestially instilled in all mankind; to bond them forever and ever and ever; in the perpetual religion of humanity ?

25. THE TREE OF IMMORTAL HUMANITY

No religion ever teaches you to abhorrently discriminate; pulverize the innocuously innocent to inconspicuous bits of ludicrously frigid ash,

No religion ever teaches you to maliciously murder; parasitically suck blood from the veins of the divinely immaculate; in order to appease the Goddess of blissful existence,

No religion ever teaches you to perniciously prejudice; malevolently castigate inexplicably deprived tribes; with swords of bizarre commercialism,

No religion ever teaches you to aimlessly loiter; invidiously plucking impeccable flesh at gay abandon; whenever the bowels of your languidly famished intestines; treacherously desired,

No religion ever teaches you to insidiously corrupt; adulterate the holistically celestial fabric of innocent society; with webs of meaningless manipulation,

No religion ever teaches you to heinously snatch; uncouthly divest symbiotically harmonious beings of; their daily fodder and indispensably glorious roof,

No religion ever teaches you to ignominiously abuse; vehemently ostracize the sagaciously sacrosanct ideals of a person on the path towards irrefutable

righteousness; with the venom of gory lechery entrapped in your throat,

No religion ever teaches you to ruthlessly excoriate; barbarically strip the flesh of the timidly diminutive; to embellish your bodies with compassionately silken warmth,

No religion ever teaches you to mercilessly overtopple the penuriously hapless; erect your palaces of spuriously grandiloquent silver; on the foundations of their pricelessly poignant blood,

No religion ever teaches you to worthlessly sleep; ominously whiling every fantastically fragrant minute of life; staring maniacally towards the fathomless carpets of non-existent space,

No religion ever teaches you to devastatingly orphan; acrimoniously separate heavenly infants like cakes of insipid sawdust; from their Omnipotent mother’s womb,

No religion ever teaches you to tyrannically lambaste; bombard blissful civilizations in wisps of nonchalant smoke and disgruntling malice,

No religion ever teaches you to brutally besiege; savagely capture the most cherished possessions of a philanthropic traveler; to inundate your own treasuries; with loads of pompous wealth,

No religion ever teaches you to disparagingly trick; drown another person to the rock bottom of the hideously sinister grave; just to achieve your so called pinnacle of; lackadaisically glittering success,

No religion ever teaches you to diabolically lie; unsparingly annihilate your benign compatriots with daggerheads of sullen depression; just to metamorphose yourself; into a fortress of invincible power,

No religion ever teaches you to viciously dream; indefatigably fantasize about deplorably thrusting your lust upon angels frolicking in blue sky; pristine maidens philandering upon; chocolate brown crusts of soil,

No religion ever teaches you to salaciously betray; shatter princely hearts all across the Universe; with perilously gory battlefields of; caste; creed or race,

No religion ever teaches you to oppressively take breath away; decimate synergistically rhapsodic entities to corpses of infinitesimal hair; just to stuff enough air in your lungs to last you for a countless lifetimes,

And No religion on this earth; ever overshadows another religion or could be irrefutably termed as the best; in this man made rat race for insurmountable power; as they all had; have; and will forever have their roots firmly embedded; in the tree of immortal humanity.

26. THE SKY OF IMMORTAL LOVE

Happiness galore; diffusing into waves of tumultuous rhapsody as every instant unveiled into a wholesomely tantalizing minute,

Prosperity galore; as the clouds of freedom perennially showered their endowment of eternally unfading romance; upon the trajectory of this disastrously impoverished planet,

Vivacity galore; as the marvelous festoon of resplendently twinkling stars; danced uninhibitedly in the heart of the voluptuously titillating night,

Prudence galore; as it instilled the most sagaciously pragmatic chapters of existence; in devastatingly hopeless souls,

Was the fireball of immortally fabulous love; spawning into a timeless chapter of boundlessly mesmerizing creation; in every quarter of this magnificently enamoring Universe.

Youth galore; as it blossomed into a river of enchanting newness with the unfurling of every dawn; wholesomely abnegating even the most minuscule essence of despairing solitude,

Omnipotence galore; as it intrepidly withstood the most acrimoniously tyrannical attack; profusely coalescing with every element of blissfully condoning humanity,

Attraction galore; as it inevitably straddled even the most diabolically alien in its impregnably unfettered swirl; irrespective of caste; creed or status; alike,

Beauty galore; casting a spell of unbreakably rhapsodic fantasy; upon drearily staggering and even the most treacherously satanic demons; alike,

Was the mountain of invincibly everlasting love; harboring one and all in its Godly belly; sequestering even the most diminutively pathetic in its divine shadow; to evolve into a royally majestic tomorrow.

Resplendence galore; as it sparkled into a flaming inferno of vivid propensity to tickle the night; miraculously enlightening every abode rotting in dilapidated despondency; with unconquerably optimistic light,

Humanity galore; as it embraced the richest and even those miserably dithering beneath ghastly mud; in the aisles of perennially untamed happiness,

Faith galore; as it uprooted even the most lecherously savage fortresses of evil from their very non-existently lackadaisical roots; with its triumphant march ahead,

Boisterousness galore; as it indefatigably radiated the beats of a symbiotically priceless existence; that led to the ultimate corridors of compassionately bestowing paradise,

Was the arrow of Omnisciently unfathomable love; striking the vicious targets of malicious evil every time it was released; scrapping even the most remotest trace of hostile belligerence; from the periphery of this gigantically fascinating planet.

Titillation galore; as it ecstatically seduced even the most gruesomely devastated souls in its timelessly melodious grace; to bloom into a unshakably blessed; mankind,

Electricity galore; as it incinerated thunderbolts of insurmountable desire; even in the heart of the murderously frigid night,

Mysticism galore; as it tingled you into an entrenchment of inexplicably gorgeous wilderness; as every molecule of alluring enigma; struck a passionate chord with the ravishing complexion of night,

Bonding galore; as it indispensably melanged all those with an amicably philanthropic disposition; in cisterns of incomprehensibly incarcerating humanity,

Was the sky of unequivocally grandiloquent love; immortally existing as the queen of all turbulently passionate hearts; the irrefutably embellished king; of all magical mankind.

27. LIFE, LOVE AND HUMANITY

Desert; Sands; and flamboyantly escalating fires; for compassionately warming up frigidly deteriorating souls; wholesomely drenched with avalanches of uncouth neglect,

Flowers; Petals; and Mesmerizing scent; for inundating the impoverished nostrils with unbelievable spurts of rhapsodically untamed fragrance,

Moon; Shimmer; and Voluptuously ravishing night; for deluging the monotonously bedraggled tycoon; with tumultuous whirlwinds of insatiable passion,

Ocean; Waves; and Seductively poignant tanginess; for paving a valley of unprecedented adventure; in deliberately withering pathetic entities,

Sky; Clouds; and tantalizingly fulminating rain; for metamorphosing ludicrously staggering soil; into a fountain of magically blooming newness,

Bees; Hives; and harmoniously gorgeous honey; for applying the balm of blissful sweetness; upon organisms entrenched with horrifically despondent prejudice,

Mountains; Gorges; and Majestically tingling silence; for the treacherously imprisoned wanderer; asphyxiating to extinction in chains of manipulative malice,

Time; Perseverance; and Astoundingly zipping speed; for the invidiously languid traveler; who wanted gold to be fed without the slightest of effort into his overwhelmingly

gaping mouth,

Artistry; Beauty; and unsurpassable enchantment; for the diabolically frustrated writer; baseless loitering without the most infinitesimal trace of fantasy in his tyrannically shattered mind,

Panacea; Antiseptic; and loads of uninhibited care; for the despicably tottering patient inflicted by wounds of heinously sardonic society,

Trees; Fruits; and robust cascades of nutrition; for the disastrously famished beggar; crumbling towards tenterhooks of a hopelessly diminutive extradition,

Shears; Blades; and piquantly unfathomable sharpness; for the rustically bearded nomad; having lost all sense of direction in the rampantly unending wilderness,

Roof; Walls; and incomprehensibly compassionate shelter; for those profusely devastated; and stifling to a pathetic exoneration in the acrid cold outside,

Heavens; Fairies; and a paradise replenished with countless angels; for the savagely orphaned child; being kicked at every step it alighted; by the conventionally murderous society,

Lips; Kisses; and everlastingly benign smiles; for the profoundly betrayed lover; counting the last breaths to his wholesome decimation; even in the perennial prime of vibrant life,

Sight; Passion; and unimaginably mystical enthrallment; for the agonizingly

deprived blind,

Truth; Nonviolence; and uninhibitedly philanthropic benevolence; for baselessly bifurcated religion; blended with indiscriminate massacre of innocent mankind,

Sharing; Understanding; and incessantly unflinching support; for the deliberately trapped immaculate criminal; becoming a victim to the lechery of stinking politics,

Swords; Armor; and invincible bravery; for the soldier whose vision was fervently diminishing; as he relentlessly fought for his irrefutably sacrosanct motherland,

Life; Love; and immortally impregnable humanity; for the entire planet despicably withering in the aisles of corruption and racial bloodshed; for the planet which with these threesome; would unequivocally transform once again into a paradise.

28. RELIGION OF HUMANITY-II

Clouds from all across the astronomically colossal Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and mesmerizing sky,

Rivers from all across the wonderfully boundless Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and tangy ocean,

Rays from all across the fathomlessly seductive Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and blazing Sun,

Scents from all across the gorgeously endless Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and exuberant breeze,

Hillocks from all across the gloriously mighty Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and towering mountain,

Resplendence from all across the tantalizingly blooming Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and milky moon,

Tunes from all across the fabulously emollient Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and everlasting song,

Eyes from all across the seductively blossoming Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and priceless sight,

Colors from all across the mystically uncanny Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and vivacious rainbow,

Plants and wildlife from all across the stupendously charismatic Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and perennial forests,

Sparks from all across the bountifully sprinkling Universe; eventually melange with immortally irrefutable and thunderous lightening descending from the sky,

Ice cubes from all across the incredulously ingratiating Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and gargantuan avalanche,

Philanthropism from all across the splendidly majestic Universe; eventually melanges with immortally irrefutable and timeless truth,

Sands from all across the ravishingly beautiful Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and grandiloquently golden deserts,

Desires from all across the exotically tingling Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and royally unending fantasy,

Tears from all across the vibrantly ecstatic Universe; eventually melange with immortally irrefutable and inevitable sadness,

Temples; Churches; Mosques; Monasteries; from all across the boundlessly proliferating Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and Omnipotent aura of Godhead,

Winks from all across the dynamically glowing Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and frolicking island of flirtation,

Lovers from all across the euphorically spell binding Universe; eventually melange with immortally irrefutable and invincible love,

And every religion; whether Hindu; Buddhist; Christian; or Islam; from all across the enthrallingly magnetic Universe; eventually melange with the immortally irrefutable and unconquerable; religion of humanity.

29. UNITED HUMAN KIND

The sweat that flowed when you killed; was like the orphaned wings of a parasitic leech; left to devastate on its own in this fathomless Universe,

The sweat that flowed when you lied; was like a lifeless skeleton suspended in non-existent air; pulverizing to inconspicuous ash; at the tiniest insinuation of drifting wind,

The sweat that flowed when you hated; was like a crocodile slithering disastrously; without the most minuscule droplet of water; in the heart of the insurmountably sweltering deserts,

The sweat that flowed when you devilishly conspired; was like grandiloquently embellished; bereft of a single tangible soul,

The sweat that flowed when you lambasted your parents; was like a dog opening its mouth an infinite times; and yet not able to poignantly bark,

The sweat that flowed when you betrayed; was like a billion scorpions stinging a new born infant; strangulating him to death; even before he was alive,

The sweat that flowed when you condemned mankind; was like the satanic tremor of a ghastly earthquake; metamorphosing your visage to a pack of frigidly burnt cards,

The sweat that flowed when you disrupted harmony; was like a horrendously blind man; walking on the summit of the Himalayas,

The sweat that flowed when you brutally hijacked; was like a ludicrous scarecrow; melting to blend with soil; at the most obsolete of Sunshine,

The sweat that flowed when you indiscriminately whipped; was like a colossal juggernaut of stinking lizard; dancing in your stomach after your afternoon meal,

The sweat that flowed when you rebelled Almighty Lord; was like an infinitesimal mosquito surrendering; before its master even wept,

The sweat that flowed when you abusively tyrannized; was like the worst nightmare of your existence; transforming each instant of your destiny into a countless breaths without life,

The sweat that flowed when you maliciously stabbed; was like a tree on soil since centuries unprecedented; without the most diminutive of thorn or voluptuous

leaf,

The sweat that flowed when you poisoned children; was like a miserably freezing avalanche of ice; not melting even under the most austerely brilliant of Sunshine,

The sweat that flowed when you adulterated blissful society; was like an docile ant; merrily forcing the ferocious panther; to have the last run of its life,

The sweat that flowed when you slit the innocent; was like a dungeon of uncouth daggers; indefatigably lingering in the absolute center of your mouth,

The sweat that flowed when you ridiculed the celestially elderly; was like an haggardly pale stone; being kicked; tossed; kidded and decimated by all fraternity of living kind,

The sweat that flowed when you snatched happiness; was like pathetically rotting carrion; being relentlessly ripped apart by a hostile battalion of vultures and wandering wolves,

While the sweat that flowed when you loved and lived life; was like the divine taking birth as man; immortalizing this planet; with the essence of united human kind.

30. HUMAN

I would hate it if you called me an Indian; tracing my rudiments to an unfathomable myriad of customs and aboriginal traditions,

I would hate it if you called me a Russian; linked various stages of my life to stringent vodka; and exhilarating games of chess,

I would hate it if you called me a Chinese; harboring tiny pairs of eyes; and an intrinsic tendency in my blood to feast on tantalizingly roasted sea food,

I would hate it if you called me an Englishman; blurting countless sentences a day in bombastic slang; blushing to more crimson than the scarlet rose; in poignant alacrity of the stupendously cold winds,

I would hate it if you called me a turbaned Sikh; disseminating oligarchic cigar smoke towards the azure cosmos; brandishing my enemies with valiant strokes of my scintillating sword,

I would hate it if you called me a staunch Muslim; ferociously beating the drums in order to appease Almighty Lord; sagaciously reading through the Quran-e-Sharif; umpteenth number of times in the sweltering day,

I would hate it if you called me a Christian; profusely relishing port wine and robust lamb; whispering with snobbish sonority; as the breeze tried to swipe the majestic candles away,

I would hate it if you called me an Afghani; pampering my royal beard to the fullest as the minutes unveiled; glowing more fairer than the Sun at times; as the moon bloomed full throttle in the resplendent sky,

I would hate it if you called me a Japanese; existing in a world of earthquakes and technology; attired in an oriental tycoon suit; and horn rimmed glasses fitting snugly to the bridge of my nose,

I would hate it if you called me a Scotsman; embellishing my dwelling with exotic ivory and titillating cheese; frolicking in the Alps with my boisterously ebullient kin,

I would hate it if you called me a German; towering like a gentle giant above the ground without a boot on my ingenious feet; riding in supreme exultation every instant on the frontiers of spell binding innovation,

I would hate it if you called me a Hindu; chanting entury old hymns in front of the Omnipotent Lord; entrenching my feeble wrists in a vivid festoon of sacred thread,

I would hate it if you called me an African; dancing in frenzied passion to the beats of the voluptuous jungle; with a jugglery of Herculean muscle protruding from beneath the layers of my magnificently sooty skin,

I would hate it if you called me an Australian; fantastically juggling bountiful discs towards the sky; munching mesmerizing burgers; as the sands by the sea metamorphosed to a perfect golden,

I would hate it if you called me a Burmese; indigenously thumping the soil to appease the rain Gods; swimming voraciously amidst the waves; to capsize my share of fish,

I would hate it if you called me a Pakistani; marching through the streets like a king in my robes of Persian silk; enriching myself in a world of song and princely poetry,

I would hate it if you called me a Buddhist; admiring my tonsured scalp which shone more seductively thanthe cascading waterfalls; incessantly gallivanting through a tunnel of statues and monarchs,

And I would equally hate it if you called me or compared me even a fraction with Almighty Lord; possessing magical powers to transform threadbare mud into glittering gold,

Instead I would be overwhelming honored; could slain my life this very instant for all of you out there; if only you christened and embraced me; as a human.

31. TRIBUTARIES OF LOVE

The tributaries of horrendous starvation; culminate into despairing sadness,

The tributaries of heinous malice; culminate into perpetual hatred,

The tributaries of irrefutable muteness; culminate into baseless introspection,

The tributaries of nonchalant perceptions; culminate into an island of mocking nothingness,

The tributaries of manipulatively salacious lechery; culminate into a tunnel of ghastly darkness,

The tributaries of mesmerizing fragrance; culminate into a paradise of enchanting beauty,

The tributaries of abhorrent stench; culminate into ignominiously rotting dungeons of solitude,

The tributaries of insatiable desire; culminate into a fountain of rejuvenating ecstasy,

The tributaries of intransigent conviction; culminate into the invincible summit of sweet success,

The tributaries of unrelenting fantasy; culminate into a trail of overwhelmingly ravishing seduction,

The tributaries of blissful satisfaction; culminate into fireballs of immutably exultating victory,

The tributaries of passionate art; culminate into a valley of unparalleled grandeur and stupendous enthrallment,

The tributaries of malicious discrimination; culminate into incomprehensibly deplorable corridors of satanic hell,

The tributaries of immortal unity; culminate into an impregnable fortress towering infinite kilometers above the cotton clouds,

The tributaries of retreating cowardice; culminate into the dormitories of perilously gleaming corpse; even since the first cry of fresh life,

The tributaries of blatant illiteracy; culminate into distortedly dilapidated shells of maimed existence,

The tributaries of treacherous slavery; culminate into a diabolical curse lingering for unsurpassable more births to yet unveil,

The tributaries of impeccable innocence; culminate into the ultimate heaven on the trajectory of pragmatically functioning planet,

And the tributaries of perpetual love; culminate into an everlasting relationship; to which even the greatest of Gods in the sky; bowed down too and forever blessed.

32. JUST UNITE

Don’t philosophize; just fantasize,

Don’t cry; just create,

Don’t beg; just bang,

Don’t surrender; just smash,

Don’t extinguish; just evolve,

Don’t drift; just daunt,

Don’t rhyme; just revolve,

Don’t go; just gallop,

Don’t haunt; just Halloween,

Don’t inundate; just inspire,

Don’t wilt; just wink,

Don’t jinx; just jog,

Don’t kick; just kiss,

Don’t meander; just mix,

Don’t loot; just love,

Don’t ogle; just ooze,

Don’t quack; just quell,

Don’t tear; just tie,

Don’t smother; just sing,

Don’t abuse, just admire,

Don’t brag; just believe,

Don’t punch; just procreate,

Don’t falsify; just fire,

Don’t abhor; just appease,

Don’t bark; just become,

Don’t fidget; just finish,

Don’t expose, just embrace,

Don’t throw; just thrive,

Don’t waste, just wrap,

Don’t command; just commiserate,

Don’t emancipate; just engulf,

Don’t dry; just dream,

Don’t beguile; just bond,

Don’t massacre; just merge,

Don’t cling; just clap,

Don’t hang; just habituate,

Don’t squabble; just seduce,

Don’t despair; just dance,

Don’t blurt; just benign,

Don’t treason; just team,

Don’t reason; just rhyme,

Don’t pierce; just peace,

Don’t seize; just smile,

Don’t frown; just frolick,

Don’t relinquish; just ride,

Don’t growl; just grin,

Don’t sweat; just sweeten,

Don’t coax; just captivate,

Don’t fulminate; just free,

Don’t stick; just suckle,

Don’t poison; just proliferate,

Don’t slaver; just shimmer,

Don’t retrospect; just respect,

Don’t comment; just compliment,

Don’t muse; just music,

Don’t brood; just blossom,

Don’t flaunt; just face,

Don’t tyrannize; just titillate,

Don’t irritate; just idolize,

Don’t latch; just leap,

Don’t hijack; just heal,

Don’t jabber; just joy,

Don’t bombard; just bring,

Don’t piece; just peace,

Don’t sneak; just seek,

Don’t abridge; just attune,

Don’t parry; just print,

Don’t maudlin; just milk,

Don’t belch; just begin,

Don’t discriminate; just darling,

Don’t frazzle; just flirt,

Don’t zigzag; just zip,

Don’t pervade; just purify,

Don’t sin; just sanctify,

Don’t dull; just dart,

Don’t demolish; just donate,

Don’t measure; just maverick,

Don’t rotate; just remember,

Don’t grimace; just gyrate,

Don’t desert; just drool,

Don’t brazen; just bear,

Don’t dim; just dazzle,

Don’t maraud; just melange,

Don’t fix; just freelance,

Don’t zombie; just zing,

Don’t elongate; just engender,

Don’t corrigendum; just clean,

Don’t duplicate; just dream,

Don’t squelch; just spawn,

Don’t clown; just consecrate,

Don’t nuisance; just news,

Don’t attack; just acclimatize,

Don’t mew; just mollify,

Don’t holocaust; just harbor,

Don’t incinerate; just irrigate,

Don’t beguile; just blatant,

Don’t boo; just booze,

Don’t ennui; just eternalize,

Don’t adjudicate; just adjust,

Don’t bludgeon; just bloom,

Don’t misguide; just mesmerize,

Don’t redirect; just read,

Don’t renunciate; just restore,

Don’t dodge; just disseminate,

Don’t misconceive; just mitigate,

Don’t forge; just form,

Don’t fudge; just flow,

Don’t drain; just date,

Don’t impersonate; just incorporate,

Don’t psychic; just patronize,

Don’t fire; just fantasize,

Don’t menace; just marvel,

Don’t drown; just devote,

Don’t retreat; just relish,

Don’t jail; just jingle,

Don’t whimper; just whistle,

Don’t expect; just accept,

Don’t spread; just sanctify,

Don’t break; just bring,

Don't fight; just free,

Don't groan; just grow,

Don't batter; just bounce,

Don't preach; just pass,

Don't shout; just scintillate,

Don't argue; just adore,

Don't dither'; just dream,

Don't stamp; just salute,

Don't deny; just do,

Don’t simmer; just scintillate,

Don’t recoil; just reinvigorate,

Don’t grunt; just give,

Don’t remove; just redial,

Don’t tonsure; just taste,

Don’t undulate; just utopia,

Don’t condition; just courage,

Don’t imitate; just intimate,

Don’t cremate; just create,

Don’t pretend; just pursue,

Don’t tarnish; just truce,

Don’t rip; just ravish,

Don’t camouflage; just climb,

Don’t ostracize; just oasis,

Don’t dread; just dimple,

Don’t flinch; just fructify,

Don’t scowl; just surge,

Don’t negate; just nictitate,

Don’t duplicate; just drape,

Don’t sedate; just sanctify,

Don’t laze; just levitate,

Don’t emancipate; just exult,

Don’t incinerate; just illuminate,

Don’t fret; just fly,

Don’t doom; just drool,

Don’t traumatize; just tantalize,

Don't manipulate; just marry,

Don't cognize; just click,

Don't supress; just start,

Don't taunt; just taste,

Don't betray; just bond,

Don't stammer; just speak,

Don't slave; just save,

Don’t abrade; just ameliorate,

Don’t meander; just music,

Don’t stink; just sweeten,

Don’t pass; just plunge,

Don’t flaunt; just fulminate,

Don’t trespass; just transcend,

Don’t spill; just soar,

Don’t tie; just team,

Don’t neigh; just navigate,

Don’t slither; just swim,

Don’t bray; just brain,

Don’t scarecrow; just swim,

Don’t avalanche; just amalgamate,

Don’t kick; just kindle,

Don’t trick; just take,

Don’t butter; just believe,

Don’t characterize; just culminate,

Don’t drag; just dance,

Don’t fight; just forget,

Don’t chop; just cement,

Don’t violate; just voice,

Don’t cry; just consecrate,

Don’t dump; just dangle,

Don’t pounce; just persevere,

Don’t rebel; just rendezvous,

Don’t zany; just zeal,

Don’t irk; just ink,

Don’t juvenile; just jargon,

Don’t quaver; just quench,

Don’t disturb; just dart,

Don’t fume; just ferry,

Don’t erupt; just ensure,

Don’t shunt; just save,

Don’t show; just succeed,

Don’t peep; just pedal,

Don’t laze; just love,

Don’t ambush; just acclimatize,

Don’t breach; just begin,

Don’t restrict; just race,

Don’t mash; just mollify,

Don’t crucify, just cease,

Don’t limit; just leap,

Don’t frown; just flute,

Don’t weigh; just wander,

Don’t terrorize; just tingle,

Don’t brawl; just bingo,

Don’t weep; just wonder,

Don’t undulate; just ultimate,

Don’t thunder; just tune,

Don’t sweat; just sizzle,

Don’t parasite; just paradise,

Don’t reel; just real,

Don’t rectify; just read,

Don’t fever; just flourish,

Don’t repeat; just replenish,

Don’t compress; just coalesce,

Don’t siren; just solace,

Don’t intersperse; just interact,

Don’t imbroglio; just incarcerate,

Don’t levy; just light,

Don’t cage; just conquer,

Don’t soot; just satisfy,

Don’t cross; just caress,

Don’t exonerate; just erect,

Don’t cogitate; just click,

Don’t mutilate; just mold,

Don’t soil; just settle,

Don't eradicate; just eternalize,

Don't remorse; just rejuvenate,

Don't mutilate; just mitigate,

Don't beat; just bless,

Don't shoot; just shower,

Don’t lie; just listen,

Don’t crash; just caress,

Don’t mess; just mingle,

Don’t bore; just breathe,

Don’t fool; just follow,

Don’t suck; just satiate,

Don’t duck, just drum,

Don’t ponder; just proliferate,

Don’t boss; just bestow,

Don’t slash; just solve,

Don’t tempt; just touch,

Don’t uncouth; just undo,

Don’t war; just welcome,

Don’t thrash; just tinkle,

Don’t envy; just exult,

Don’t bend; just blossom,

Don’t hide; just harbor,

Don’t char; just cheer,

Don’t dog; just do,

Don’t jail; just jingle,

Don’t pamper; just prove,

Don’t taunt; just team,

Don’t worry; just whistle,

Don’t vanish; just ventilate,

Don’t assassinate; just accept,

Don’t mug; just master,

Don’t jam; just jolly,

Don’t groan; just grin,

Don’t dawdle; just dare,

Don’t incinerate; just illuminate,

Don’t disguise; just dream,

Don’t complicate; just concentrate,

Don’t plot; just philander,

Don’t smoke; just smother,

Don’t age; just ace,

Don’t chase; just culminate,

Don’t murder; just merge,

Don’t emphasize; just empathize,

Don’t trick; just triumph,

Don’t dither; just develop,

Don’t mock; just marvel,

Don’t sink; just seek,

Don’t insist; just implement,

Don’t pin point; just prove,

Don’t preach; just participate,

Don’t sulk; just shine,

Don’t bore; just bound,

Don’t nibble; just neutralize,

Don’t wriggle; just win,

Don’t vain; just voyage,

Don’t zigzag; just zoom,

Don’t yell; just yearn,

Don’t x-ray; just x-mas,

And don’t utter; just unite.

33. EXISTING AS ONE

We might be two different breaths; but will continue to exist as one; rhapsodically relishing each moment of profoundly mystical life,

We might be two different mouths; but will continue to exist as one; singing till the last chord down our throat got exhausted; basking in the glory of the divinely atmosphere,

We might be two different feet; but will continue to exist as one; transgressing unflinchingly over every barricade of acrimonious existence; surging unabashedly ahead on our path towards righteousness,

We might be two different brains; but will continue to exist as one; evolving the most ingenious ideas on this planet; indefatigably striving to metamorphose God’s beautiful creation once again into a paradise,

We might be two different hands; but will continue to exist as one; facing the mightiest of onslaught with invincible determination; pulverizing the nefarious devil to inconspicuous bits of insipid ash,

We might be two different destinies; but will continue to exist as one; overtoppling all the barbaric odds and spirits that inevitably came our way; with the astounding conviction in our blood,

We might be two different lips; but will continue to exist as one; smiling high and handsome towards the flaming Sun; even though the nights had wholesomely

strangulated our blissful days,

We might be two different eyes; but will continue to exist as one; incarcerating the fathomless beauty of this wonderful planet in our lids; crying tears of blood to enlighten the lives of our compatriots in inexplicable pain,

We might be two different ears; but will continue to exist as one; profusely enjoying the captivating melody in the air; unrelentingly on the lookout for our sacrosanct siblings on this globe,

We might be two different tongues; but will continue to exist as one; eloquently speaking and emanating God’s wonderful voice; conversing in the dialect of ubiquitous humanity,

We might be two different skins; but will continue to exist as one; merrily frolicking in an enchanting paradise of our own; far away from the obnoxious vagaries of Black

and white,

We might be two different shadows; but will continue to exist as one; not relinquishing our entities even a diminutive trifle in the blistering day; as well as the satanically devil ridden night,

We might be two different signatures; but will continue to exist as one; evolving a script which is the most unshakeable of them all; a jargon which none in this vast world could ever conceive to emulate,

We might be two different bloods; but will continue to exist as one; decimating every disease from its very non-existent roots; perennially bouncing towards the sky with a tumultuous euphoria to grasp for life,

We might be two different desires; but will continue to exist as one; insurmountably superceding every beautiful dream that lingered in the air; mating in the perpetual flame of belonging,

We might be two different heights; but will continue to exist as one; caressing the incredulously shimmering stars as we philandered; nestling contentedly in the belly of the milky moon in the lap of silken sleep,

We might two different enigmas; but will continue to exist as one; enthralling monotonously struggling identities in this Universe; with the ravishing tinkle in

our stride,

We might be two different souls; but will continue to exist as one; coalescing as an inseparable spirit to withstand each acrid chapter of indispensable survival,

And we might be two different hearts; but will continue to exist as one; even after our mortal deaths; for infinite more births to come.

34. BLESS ME WITH POETRY.

My eyes felt like invidiously smoldering fireballs of tyrannical anguish; although everything around me; euphorically blossomed towards the resplendent corridors of unsurpassable eternity,

My hands felt like pathetically deadened corpses of lugubrious stone; although everything around me; compassionately craved to be benevolently caressed,

My stomach felt like a preposterously famished inferno slithering towards the aisles of nothingness; although everything around me; was an unfathomably replenished

and tantalizing bowl of salubrious goodness,

My brain felt like a truculently lambasting dungeon; although everything around me; was blissfully gyrating to the tunes of astoundingly spell binding life,

My bloodstreams felt like frozen avalanches of brutally insipid ice; although everything around me; culminated with incredulously poignant vividness into a rainbow of panoramic aristocracy,

My fingers felt like irascibly rotten and torturously pulverized tomatoes; although everything around me; was an unbelievably gorgeous kaleidoscope of majestically unfurling artistry,

My lips felt like capriciously neglected and agonizingly burnt matchsticks; although everything around me; was an ingratiatingly overwhelming cloud of jubilant sensuousness; fervently waiting to be kissed,

My cheeks felt like gruesomely livid abuses of abhorrently orphaned hatred; although everything around me; was a beautifully embellished and voluptuously embellished bride,

My feet felt like sordidly rotten pancakes of dismally ghastly defeat; although everything around me; was a solely a trail of unassailably victorious footsteps,

My nose felt like an unsurpassable graveyard of horrifically penalizing stench; although everything around me; was a miraculously spawning garden of divinely scent,

My ears felt like abstrusely quaint stones of murderous deafness; although everything around me; was ecstatically yelling with the unstoppable ardor to gloriously lead stupendously exhilarating life,

My hair felt like derogatorily bald wires of viciously stabbing venom; although everything around me; was ebulliently rustling in the miraculously Omniscient and enamoring breeze,

My skin felt like a vindictively sweating orphanage of unlimited despair; although everything around me; was an aristocratically blissful cloud of ravishing beauty and tranquilly charming graciousness,

My voice felt like a horrendously dumb door of an insanely disheartening mental asylum; although everything around me; was melodiously triggering an island of boundlessly everlasting compassion,

My neck felt like an inconspicuously vandalized piece of soggy shit; although everything around me; was a marvelously titillating landscape of fervently timeless beauty; propelling even the most alien of organism to bend in submissive obeisance,

My conscience felt like a disgustingly arid mountain of heinously sinister lies; although everything around me; was the irrefutably unconquerable shadow of divinely truth,

My breath felt like a traumatically asphyxiating whiplash of ever-augmenting desperation; although everything around me; was a paradise of extraordinarily fructifying air; victoriously galloping forward every unleashing minute of the day,

My heart felt like a profusely bombarded township of betrayal; although everything around me; was a civilization of perennially burgeoning camaraderie; an unshakably palatial mansion of majestically immortal love,

And that is exactly what happened when I didn’t pen down the inner most fulminations of my heart for just a single instant; let alone the permutations of an entire day,

It is therefore my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord; to bless me with impregnable poetry every unfurling minute of the day; so that I not only survive the destined quota of my life; but continue to serve humanity and symbiotically exist for a countless more lifetimes.

35. STRINGS OF BENIGN HUMANITY

When I was philandering through the despicably lugubrious dungeons; the beats of my heart were as remorseful as the miserably sulking snakes; lecherously crippling all my glorious desire to live,

When I was soaring like an angel amidst the vivaciously pungent clouds; the beats of my heart were as ecstatic as torrential thundershowers of silver rain; enshrouding every element of my persona with unfathomable happiness,

When I was loitering aimlessly beside the ghastly graveyards; the beats of my heart were as devastatingly forlorn as dead skeletons; as I incessantly churned an unsurpassable ocean of the satanically evil; in the top most compartments of my mind,

When I was insidiously thrown in a cistern of vindictive acid; the beats of my heart shrieked vociferously in utter disbelief; intransigently cursing every strata of the blissfully living and those nonchalantly non-existent; alike,

When I was surreptitiously wandering in ominously alien territory; the beats of my heart were as nervous as the rampantly fluttering butterflies; indefatigably

pounding on me to quickly make my way; to the invincible walls of my home,

When I was patriotically marching through the ferociously pugnacious warfield; the beats of my heart were as thunderous as streaks of electric lightening descending from the sky; insatiably ringing with full cry of life; to triumphantly gallop past the

euphorically blazing; finishing line,

When I was indolently dozing in the heart of the acrimoniously sweltering desert; the beats of my heartwere as lackadaisical as frigidly capricious and decaying mushrooms; unfathomably greedy for ravishingly titillating rhyme and liquid,

When I was seated in the center of the sleazily spurious and glittering corporate office; the beats of my heart were as savagely vengeful as the hideously curled scorpion; blaming even the most celestial element of this Universe; for unfortunately placing me amidst a bunch of baselessly commercial tycoons,

When I was frenziedly rolling in seductive meadows of lanky grass; the beats of my heart were as romantic as the tantalizingly dancing shadows of dusk; enshrouding every cranny of my impoverished demeanor; with unparalleled longing and vibrant desire,

When I was fanatically writing blissfully panoramic poetry; the beats of my heart were as silken as Divine angels philanthropically bequeathing upon the true splendor of irrefutable humanity; handsomely dictating each ingredient of my crimson blood to evolve countless lines of magnificently spell binding literature,

When I was frantically groping for my way amongst a horrifically pulverizing battalion of murderous sharks; the beats of my heart were as cataclysmic as

tumultuously erupting volcano’s; urgently imparting all strength on this fathomless planet to my hands and legs; to impregnably reach the serenely amicable shores,

When I was flirtatiously winking outside her impeccable kitchen window; the beats of my heart were as ebullient as the vibrantly dancing peacocks; weaving a chapter of timeless enchantment; across each nerve of mine dithering towards a horrendously diabolical extinction,

When I was incarcerated devilishly behind the deplorably despondent prison bars; the beats of my heart were as relentlessly restless as flickering beams of cloud camouflaged sunlight; overwhelmingly imploring me to shatter my shackles; and surge uninhibitedly free in the enigmatic world outside,

When I was compassionately suckling an unsurpassable ocean of honey; the beats of my heart were as melodious as the ecstatically singing nightingale; instigating me to perennially gallivant on the path of solidarity; a road to benevolently proliferating mankind,

When I was standing barechested on the summit of the astronomically gigantic and freezing mountain; the beats of my heart were as exhilarated as the bountifully diving dolphins; turbulently pioneering me to coin mesmerizing chapters of a synergistic existence; on every path that I enthusiastically tread,

When I was seated on the bombastically embellished King’s throne; the beats of my heart were as inflated as the trumpet of non-existent paradise; dawning the essence of boundlessly unlimited power; upon every iota of my devastatingly

shriveled senses,

When I was in the sacrosanct lap of my Godly mother; the beats of my heart were as pristine as the wails of a freshly born infant; making me insurmountably rejoice moments of everlasting childhood; even as I was about to abdicate my last breath to menacing disease,

When I was staring eye to eye in the dynamically blazing eyes of my unconquerable father; the beats of my heart took an intransigent pledge never to stop; until and unless I perpetually metamorphosed into the astounding Venus star; for centuries immemorial,

But when I fell in love with the most enchanting girl of my enamoring dreams; the beats of my heart relinquished me uncouthly forever; only to bond with the immortal mountain of her priceless romance; to further coalesce the entire planet with the strings of benign humanity.

36. I LIVE TO LOVE

I don’t eat to live; I live to eat tantalizing morsels of exotic food; placate insurmountable pangs of my gluttony with the rudiments of captivating nature,

I don’t smell to live; I live to smell to exotically redolent and vivaciously blooming flowers; dance with the fairies on the summits kissing the Moon,

I don’t philander to live; I live to philander in the aisles of untamed desire and perennially everlasting fantasy,

I don’t admire to live; I live to admire all the wonderfully philanthropic; the boundlessly unsurpassable beauty lingering on this bountiful planet,

I don’t sleep to live; I live to sleep; dream unrelentingly into a land transcending paradise; wholesomely oblivious to the uncouthly manipulative vagaries besieging vicious mortals,

I don’t sweat to live; I live to sweat; persevering my best under golden rays of the flamboyant Sun; to caress the ultimate crescendo’s of unparalleled success,

I don’t sing to live; I live to sing; blending the tunes diffusing from my poignant throat; stupendously with the eternal bliss in the marvelous atmosphere,

I don’t blink to live; I live to blink; mischievously flirt with nubile maidens; trespassing through a carpet of ingratiating mysticism; and incredulous enthrallment,

I don’t philosophize to live; I live to philosophize; disseminating the perpetually harmonious essence of truth and benevolent brotherhood; to every cranny of

this Universe entrenched with inexplicable pain,

I don’t hear to live; I live to hear; profusely absorb the most enamoring sounds in free space; to catapult above the majestically heavenly clouds,

I don’t procreate to live; I live to procreate; spawn countless of my kind; ensuring that I continued the chapter of existence; even after I abdicated my last iota of breath,

I don’t race to live; I live to race; letting the spirit of uninhibited exhilaration forever reign supreme in each of my devastated senses; eternally surging forward to rejoice the awesomely Omnipotent colors of life,

I don’t study to live; I live to study; indefatigably endeavor to imbibe all the benign goodness entrapped within the cocoons of; invincible solidarity,

I don’t bathe to live; I live to bathe; intransigently deluge each pore of my ruthlessly bedraggled skin; with magically rejuvenating mountain water,

I don’t evolve to live; I live to evolve; blossoming into an unfathomable festoon of newness as each instant unveiled; romanticizing in the full ardor of existence; until I quit my final breath,

I don’t adventure to live; I live to adventure; intrepidly crusading over all impediments that confronted me in my way; plunging into a valley of unimaginable exuberance; even in the heart of precariously tingling midnight,

I don’t write to live; I live to write; inundating fathomless volumes of ecstatically barren paper; with exquisitely Oligarchic fantasy and the epitomes of literature,

I don’t breathe to live; I live to breathe; ignite thunderbolts of incomprehensible desire with each puff of air I exhale; supremely exult in the flames of compassionate sharing that life had to wholesomely offer me,

And I don’t love to live; I live to love; insatiably dedicating each of my heartbeat to the person I cherished; taking birth an infinite times more than infinity; to be born only as her lover; once again.

37. I LOVED YOU SOLELY FOR

Come into my life with majestic earrings embellishing your Divinely earlobes; or step into its compassionate swirl without even a single cloth on your uncontrollably trembling body,

Come into my life with flamboyantly swanky cars entrenching you from all sides; or step into its resplendent garden without even a single shoe encapsulating your profusely bleeding feet,

Come into my life with voluptuously poignant mascara enveloping your ravishing eyelashes; or step into its tantalizing aroma without even the most inconspicuous

trace of light; lingering around your nimble eyes,

Come into my life with gloriously charismatic lipstick besieging your rubicund lips; or step into its intrepid expeditions without even the tiniest trace of happiness; hovering around your ghastily devastated countenance,

Materialistic things sleazily fade into non-existent wisps of dilapidated oblivion; while I loved you solely for the irrefutably overwhelming honesty in your impeccable conscience; which relentlessly transpired me to invincibly march on the path of scintillating righteousness.

Come into my life with robotic loudspeakers incorrigibly extruding from each cranny of your tongue; or step into its redolent island without the even most diminutive sound emanating from your innocently dumb mouth,

Come into my life with unfathomably glittering watches strapped to your glimmering hands; or step into its exhilarating pathway; without even the most solitary ounces of strength; clinging to their feeble softness,

Come into my life with an unsurpassable ocean of marvelous opulence uninhibitedly flowing from your grandiloquent treasuries; or step into its rustic simplicity; without even a minuscule penny in your disdainfully bedraggled pockets,

Come into my life with an incomprehensible fountain of royally scarlet ink profoundly disseminating from your glistening fingers; or step into its fanatically vivacious swirl; without even possessing the slightest of prowess; to emboss even your very own name,

Materialistic things eventually extinguish to an isolation more gory than treacherous death; but I loved you solely for your pricelessly philanthropic soul; which eternally instilled in me the unflinching spirit to survive; wholesomely bonding me in the threads of impregnably everlasting humanity.

Come into my life with bombastically ostentatious ointments adhering to your flesh; or step into its blazing winds; without even the most infinitesimal iota of skin camouflaging your immaculately famished bones,

Come into my life with an unfathomable reservoir of titillating alien scent wafting from your arms; or step into its fathomless enigma; without even the most insipid of charm; enshrouding your sagging visage,

Come into my life with glitteringly imported cardigans euphorically draping your tantalizing chest; or step into its vividly pristine shell; without even a leaf to surreptitiously hide your indigenously obdurate flesh,

Come into my life with castles pretentiously illuminated by artificially astounding brightness; or step into its enchanting melody; without the most capricious your reflection being perceivable; even in the most brilliantly bedazzling Sunlight,

Materialistic things are ominously annihilated as one fashion heartily overrules the other; but I loved you solely for the indefatigable patriotism in your heavenly stride; irrevocably drifting me to sacrifice my entire life; to the service of innocuously benign

mankind.

Come into my life with a spell binding empire of a billion corporate houses in your commercial booty; or step into its vividly iridescent paradise; without even a single individual acknowledging; your rampantly fading name,

Come into my life with a pompously inflated fleet of magnificent aircrafts circling round the winds of untamed prosperity; or enter its blissfully fulminating tunnel; without even indispensable hands and legs to fortify your intricately sculptured persona,

Come into my life with an unassailably destructive symposium of missiles and street-smart soldiers by your side; or enter its supremely gratifying domains; without even properly knowing the complete spelling of the belligerent word, fight,

Come into my life with chains of stupendously enthralling gold and silver nearly asphyxiating your already diamond studded neck; or enter its ardently pulsating dancefloor; without even the most remotest of sparkle in your diligently scarlet blood,

Materialistic things dig boundlessly lecherous corpses of stagnation for themselves on every step they tread; while I loved you solely for your immortally unconquerable heartbeats; the panoramic breath in your passionately inhaling nostrils; which was my only ray to reach the Divine.

38. STATE OF THE ART

State of the Art cars; to philander in; whistle past the ingratiatingly voluptuous countryside like a trice of a bullet,

State of the Art fabric; to compassionately entrench the shivering flesh of my body; gallivant in the most garishly pompous fashion; through contemporary city streets,

State of the Art aircrafts; to transport me to the most fathomlessly unbelievable parts of the globe; as I royally caressed through mystical puffs of cotton clouds,

State of the Art lawns; for me to transgress through at the crack of nostalgic dawn; profusely absorb the exotic river of golden dew drops with the silken periphery of my feet,

State of the Art watches; to display the accurate unveiling of time; illuminate the dolorous atmosphere with their ethnically silver shine,

State of the Art computer; to punch in keywords at thunderbolt velocities; reach even the most obsolete corner of this planet with the innocuous ease of a new born child,

State of the Art footwear; which was thoroughly resilient against the most tumultuous of storm; trespassed like an untamed panther over a blanket of satanically acrimonious thorns,

State of the Art swimming pool; in which I plunged for a stupendously rejuvenating swim; fantasizing unrelentingly under the festoon of amicably twinkling stars,

State of the Art pen; with its grandiloquently golden nib embossing my magnanimous signature over every currency check I endorsed,

State of the Art food; with the most exotic cuisine on this earth served majestically on my platter; a labyrinth of embellished spoons fervently awaiting an encounter with my slavering mouth,

State of the Art sun glasses; to sequester me from the acrid Sun; enticing gasps of incredulously augmenting admiration; from my battalion of followers on the streets,

State of the Art shampoo; to impart a fabulous redolence to my scalp; engendering an unsurpassable cloud of bubbles to handsomely diffuse in placid carpets of air,

State of the Art garlands impregnated with a gorgeous conglomerate of shimmering pearls; to make me feel infinite times higher than the crowned king,

State of the Art office; equipped with the most swanky contraptions; which shrunk the entire world; into an infinitesimally minuscule wired village,

State of the Art farms; through which I flirted when my mind commanded; frolicking in gay abandon with clusters of immaculately furry sheep,

State of the Art libraries overwhelmed with the most enigmatically captivating books; which I supremely relished to read; under the seductively plush air of the air-conditioner,

State of the Art cameras; for me to capture the most astoundingly mesmerizing sights in this Universe; click infinite times in a single instant; to relax the pertinently welling pressure of my palms,

State of the Art breath to inhale; filtered by the most stringently conventional air purifiers; ensuring that I lived my life to the most unprecedented of its capacity,

But most importantly; uninhibitedly natural rudiments of love; which made me actually enjoy all that was State of the Art; kept me for unfathomable births; always alive.

39. THE BEST

Invincible; yet fabulously silken; ingratiatingly poignant; and charismatically brilliant,

Unparalleled; yet supremely satiny; melodiously celestial; and fathomlessly blissful,

Unsurpassable; yet delightfully rhapsodic; divinely feathery; and astoundingly compassionate,

Formidable; yet overwhelmingly profuse; serenely fantastic; and gloriously placating,

O! yes love was a bountifully showering cloud; that put all traumatic apprehensions to an eternal rest; O! yes love was immortally and irrefutably; simply the best.

Flamboyant; yet romantically pacific; surreally blossoming; and incredulously spell-binding,

Tumultuous; yet voluptuously fragrant; seductively titillating; and harmoniously incarcerating,

Overpowering; yet delectably dainty; ebulliently captivating; and mystically enchanting,

Ever Pervading; yet astronomically beautiful; perpetually mesmerizing; and enigmatically caressing,

O! yes love was a perennially cascading rain of unprecedented happiness; that was the most Omnipotent panacea for all inexplicable gloom; O! yes love was immortally and irrefutably; simply the best.

Passionate; yet unbelievably forgiving; stupendously radiant; and prolifically proliferating,

Piquant; yet magically tranquil; handsomely robust; and miraculously contented,

Blazing; yet wonderfully gratifying; ubiquitously united; and tantalizingly alluring,

Fulminating; yet philanthropically blessing; jauntily smiling; and pricelessly bonding,

O! yes love was an Omnipresent seed embedded in all hearts one and alike; that imparted the most richest reason to life; O! yes love was immortally and irrefutably; simply the best.

Triumphant; yet articulately appeasing; nimbly fantasizing; and eloquently shimmering,

Galloping; yet rosily philandering; gorgeously cooling; and sparklingly resplendent,

Candid; yet ravishingly attractive; emphatically commiserating; and benevolently humanitarian,

Omniscient; yet uninhibitedly embracing; humbly simplistic; and royally enlightening,

O! yes love was the ultimate religion of humanity; that impregnably coalesced all tribes irrespective of caste; creed and color alike; O! yes love was immortally and irrefutably; simply the best.

40. DON’T CEASE

Cease to barbarically fight; but don’t cease to profoundly admire; poignantly stare into the eyes of irrefutably holistic humanity,

Cease to treacherously rot; but don’t cease to uninhibitedly swim; rhapsodically bouncing in waves of exhilarated benevolence,

Cease to insidiously discriminate; but don’t cease to perpetually unite in threads of unconquerable mankind; bequeathing a cloud of unprecedented prosperity upon

every chunk of soil that you harmoniously tread,

Cease to lecherously lie; but don’t cease to escalate higher than the dormitories of unassailably marvelous eternity; bonding with flames of everlasting truth,

Cease to lazily loiter; but don’t cease to exuberantly gallivant in the aisles of perennial freedom; unequivocally marching towards the walls of philanthropically glittering success,

Cease to monotonously scrub; but don’t cease to indefatigably fantasize in the winds of never ending desire; bestowing and gregariously conceiving all the majestic goodness; that handsomely floated in the piquant atmosphere,

Cease to brutally incarcerate; but don’t cease to blissfully donate; inundate every space traumatically besieged with sullenly dilapidated darkness; with miraculously Omnipotent rays of; true friendship,

Cease to surreptitiously plan; but don’t cease to candidly divulge the innermost voices of your enchantingly sagacious conscience; bask in the unparalleled glory of irrefutable righteousness,

Cease to maliciously bark; but don’t cease to melodiously sing; deluge the remorsefully morbid air around; with the stupendously mesmerizing cadence of brotherhood; in your coherently compassionate voice,

Cease to satanically poison; but don’t cease to apply the most unequivocally Omnipresent panacea of love upon all those murderously deprived; healing their fathomlessly inexplicable ocean of wounds; with the fragrance of humanity in your blood,

Cease to tyrannically lambaste; but don’t cease to frolic in the lanes of ingratiatingly enamoring flirtation; rejoicing the most impeccable moments of divine childhood; even when you were about to exhale out the last breath of your impoverished life,

Cease to baselessly kill; but don’t cease to wholeheartedly embrace every blessedly human on this planet; irrespective of caste; creed; or spuriously meaningless community,

Cease to dig ghastly graves; but don’t cease to harness the most grandiloquent castles of amicable sharing with the Herculean fervor in your soul; impregnably ensure that no innocuously celestial organism on this planet; slept without a roof over his head,

Cease to parasitically corrupt; but don’t cease to ubiquitously disseminate the Omniscient message of scintillating honesty; to even the most diminutively minuscule corner; of this boundlessly congenial Universe,

Cease to hideously adulterate; but don’t cease to unsurpassably sparkle in the rays of eternal romance; propagating the light of invincible sharing to every township; flooded with malevolently terrorizing bloodshed,

Cease to devilishly manipulate; but don’t cease to incessantly donate the fruits of silken Mother Nature; arousing souls dead in mundane commercialism; with thunderbolts of passionately towering desire,

Cease to diabolically pulverize; but don’t cease to gloriously bond; ebulliently bringing all tribes and colors existing squeamishly under the sky; to symbiotically melange into the fabric of ever pervading; humanity,

Cease to horrendously snatch breath; but don’t cease to proliferate God’s chapter of exotically timeless existence; spawning a new chapter of scintillating existence; with every new puff of air that you ardently inhaled,

And cease to uncouthly betray; but don’t cease to amalgamate heart’s broken all across the fabulously radiating Universe; in threads of immortal belonging; in the rainbows of mystically immortal love.

41. THE TRUE CHALLENGE

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to distribute exuberant air; but the true challenge lies in evolving the winds of newness; out of bizarrely preposterously bits of inane nothingness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to clamber the slope of the mountain; but the true challenge lies in evolving indomitably unflinching patriotism; out of grains of fecklessly infinitesimal sand obsoletely sprinkled around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to swim in the ocean; but the true challenge lies in evolving the waters of eternally mesmerizing freedom; out of unsurpassably derogatory hopelessness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smell the rose; but the true challenge lies in evolving the fragrance of everlasting togetherness; out of salaciously invidious brutality lingering everywhere,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to eat tantalizing food; but the true challenge lies in evolving fruits of unassailably egalitarian humanity; out of endlessly adulterated and disparagingly lackadaisical soil,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to run; but the true challenge lies in evolving the unconquerable speed of benign goodness; out of maliciously lugubrious and acridly sodomizing politics,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sight; but the true challenge lies in evolving the lantern of perennially mesmerizing hope in the eyes of one and all alike; out of haplessly beleaguered Blackness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to express; but the true challenge lies in evolving insuperable righteousness in every cranny of the heart; out of murderously delirious betrayal all around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to shoot; but the true challenge lies in evolving a sky of Omnipotent honesty to forever kill the indiscriminately marauding devil; out of corpses of endlessly massacring stagnation,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to smile; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unsurpassable heaven of happiness in every dwelling besieged with obnoxious despair; out of cold-bloodedly flagrant and unsparing diabolism around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dress up; but the true challenge lies in evolving the perpetual warmth of uninhibited friendship in good

times and bad; out of satanically squelching maelstroms of crippling hatred around,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to measure time; but the true challenge lies in evolving a timeless township of earnestly respectful punctuality; out of dastardly delinquent and rotting laziness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to adventure; but the true challenge lies in evolving an inimitable forest of exhilaratingly untainted

enchantment; out of monotonously bizarre and truculently lambasting commercialism,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to sleep; but the true challenge lies in evolving a peerless blanket of invincibly celestial tranquility; out of frenetically disappearing nervousness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to be seduced; but the true challenge lies in evolving a limitless sea of tantalizing euphoria; out of a desert of raunchily decrepit decay and ghastly desolation,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to dance; but the true challenge lies in evolving an boundless entrenchment of creativity in even the most penuriously diminishing of soul; out of mortuaries of nonchalantly stinking death,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to write; but the true challenge lies in evolving a treasury of unfathomably royal sensitivity; out of treacherously barren and meaninglessly blank paper,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to breathe; but the true challenge lies in evolving an unbreakable relationship of symbiotic humanity; out of barbarously goddamned manipulation and frigid snobbishness,

And there were an infinite ways in the modern world today to love; but the true challenge lies in evolving an immortal heartbeat of everlastingly unshakable

equality; out of hedonistically cacophonic and intransigently cursing hell’s around.

42. JUST 4 ALPHABETS

Just 4 alphabets had the amazing power in them; to metamorphose every trace of satanically marauding evil; into a festoon of rhapsodically triumphant and unflinching righteousness,

Just 4 alphabets had the unassailable power in them; to bestow perpetual victory to even the most apocalyptically obsolete cranny of this Universe; estranged with sadistic defeat,

Just 4 alphabets had the Omnipotent power in them; to trounce the blasphemous devil forever and ever and ever; render its entity to more inanely worthless than the invisible ghost in the atmosphere,

Just 4 alphabets had the limitless power in them; to perennially melange every tribe; race; color and creed on this fathomless Universe; into an invincibly singleton religion of humanity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unconquerable power in them; to diffuse the most bountifully fructifying scent of harmony; amidst even the most treacherously violent of mobs,

Just 4 alphabets had the uncanny power in them; to bring even the most ghastliest war on this boundless planet; to a completely celestial standstill,

Just 4 alphabets had the unsurpassable power in them; to pervade over every trace of goodness and diabolical badness on the periphery of this globe; reign majestic and supreme till times beyond infinite infinity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unlimited power in them; to annihilate misery forever from its non-existent roots; miraculously ameliorate even the most vindictively acrimonious of wounds with the balm of eternal friendship,

Just 4 alphabets had the untainted power in them; to unceasingly blaze into the light of effulgently jubilant optimism; even in the heart of the murderously invidious midnight,

Just 4 alphabets had the undaunted power in them; to transcend over every mortuary of penuriously wastrel fear; and then rhythmically blend their altruistic spirit with the paradise of the Creator Divine,

Just 4 alphabets had the astronomical power in them; to reinvigorate spell bindingly fresh life; into even the most hopelessly deadened coffins of the unknown,

Just 4 alphabets had the mesmerizing power in them; to endow the uninhibitedly peerless wings of expression; to every organism holistically breathing and alive,

Just 4 alphabets had the unprecedented power in them; to celestially imbue the principles of a unitedly ebullient existence in every living being on earth; when the most inexhaustible of scriptures and philosophies had miserably floundered and squandered,

Just 4 alphabets had the unbelievable power in them; to take on the battalion of all that was hedonistically devilish on this inscrutable planet; bare-chested; barefooted; and indefatigably uninterrupted,

Just 4 alphabets had the insuperable power in them; to redefine the solar-plexus of existence today; immortalize it for an infinite more births yet to unveil; with the cradles of altruistically symbiotic sharing,

Just 4 alphabets had the unfathomable power in them; to infallibly illuminate a candle of unfettered victory in every abode pathetically submerged with haplessly asphyxiating blackness,

Just 4 alphabets had the immeasurable power in them; to perpetuate even the most threadbarely impotent of entity and soil; with magically proliferating fertility and solidarity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unrestricted power in them; to unconquerably ensure that philanthropically selfless life never ended on this gigantic Universe; even centuries after the physical form had veritably shed its skin; faded and died,

Just 4 alphabets had the bounteous power in them; to unassailably bond every

beat of the heart with the heaven of compassionately sharing; make each organism on earth feel as if it had just majestically arrived from the womb of its mother; as if it was just Omnipresently born,

And if you opened your mouth just 4 evanescent times; you’ll not only be able to spell its Omniscient grace; but feel engulfed by its sky of pricelessly inimitable Godliness; feel every pore of your persona timelessly blessed by its Omnipotent splendor in just a single lifetime; as the alphabets were none other but the Almighty Lord’s alltime favorite; the alphabets were the most Universally undefeatable rudiment of creation; the alphabets were none other but; love.

43. A TRUE MAN

A true farmer is the one who never forgets his fields; the soil in which his rudiments lie firmly embedded; even in times of uncouth dryness and arid drought,

A true scientist is the one who never forgets his plethora of ingenious inventions; the innumerable number of gifts which he had given mankind; even in times when he was brutally rejected; deserted disastrously by all transgressing beside him,

A true poet is the one who never forgets his enchanting verse; the unfathomable lines of mystical passion which he had evolved with his own blood; even in times when the entire world refrained to buy a single copy of his book; and all his work was decaying like a rotten heap of vegetables in the interiors of the obsolete hut,

A true elephant is the one who never forgets his Herculean strength; the astounding power that reverberated from his body as he strolled; even in times when he lay timidly wounded on the ground,

A true painter is the one who never forgets his drawings; vivaciously stroking his brush on plain canvas all day; even in times when critics just ripped apart his drawings into infinite shreds; the instant they sighted it,

A true prince is the one who never forgets his magnificent castle; the grandiloquent aura which once encompassed his body in majestic entirety; even in times when he was forced to beg on the streets; and his palace had been gruesomely evacuated,

A true teacher is the one who never forgets his essence of impartial knowledge; the diligent times when he spent days and nights under the midnight oil with his scores of his disciples; even in times when the same students spat on his face for scolding them; ridiculed him to the most unprecedented limits,

A true magician is the one who never forgets his spell binding tricks; the jugglery of enamoring antiques that he possessed in his repertoire after years of assiduous practice; even in times when he failed to captivate the audiences; people hurled footwear and garbage at him instead of fat wads of currency,

A true tree is the one who never forgets its mesmerizing foliage of dense leaves; the boundless number of birds and insects wandering on its periphery; even in times when it was ruthlessly stripped by the onset of delectable autumn; the animals which had once made it their dwelling place; now scorned at it in utter hatred,

A true star is the who never forgets its profound shimmer; the countless centuries for which it shone unrelentingly in the sky; even in times when the conglomerate of hideously black clouds engulfed it from all sides; obscured it wholesomely from the view of this world,

A true dog is the one who never forgets to incessantly wag its tail; barks poignantly as a fleet of strangers encroached upon in the dark; even in times when its master starved it of succulent food; kicked it in its stomach for apparently no reason or rhyme,

A true watch is the one which never forgets to keep on ticking indefatigably; moving its arms voraciously all round the clock; even in times when the entire Universe had slept; and there was nothing but stark darkness after the Sun had blissfully slept in the skies,

A true warrior is the one who never forgets his battlefield; keeps fighting inexorably till the very end; even in times when he knew that it was just a few moments before the opposition captured him; withdrew his last breath from his body,

A true saint is the one who never forgets to meditate; wholesomely drown himself into the Omnipotent perception of Almighty lord; even in times when demons around him trying as hard as possible to disturb his penance and unflinching concentration,

A true doctor is the one who never forgets to treat people suffering from bizarre affliction beside him; applies the ointment of his love on several bruises oozing blood and pain; even in times when the same patients he had treated before were planning to kill him; poison the milk he gulped for morning breakfast,

A true ocean is the one who never forgets its colossal waters; the gigantically swirling waves it generated since times immemorial; even in times when its body shrunk to a mere trickle; the tyranny of pugnacious heat had sucked its frothy spray away,

A true bomb is the one who never forgets its thunderous capacity to explode; fulminate into fathomless plumes of black gas; even in times when water pelted down in tremendous fury from the sky; the showers of monsoon rain played a complete spoilsport,

A true mother is the one who never forgets her child; anxious about its safety all day and year; attending to the most tiniest of his pampered commands; even in times when her baby matured into an impetuous youngster; and now no longer slept in the shade of her

compassionate lap,

A true lover is the one who never forgets his beloved; keeps loving her for infinite more births to unveil without expecting the slightest favor; even in times when the acrimonious society stood as a hostile quiver of arrows; chopped his every step even before he put his foot on the ground,

And a true man is the one who never forgets his home soil; kisses the soil he was born on; every night before he slept; every day as he opened his eyes with brilliant light; even in times when the entire planet was undergoing a spurious metamorphosis; with people crazily embracing other religion and land; thinking the same place which had produced them; the same place which nurtured and harnessed their lives; had now become outdated.

44. EXISTENCE

The eyes exploded into a flurry of tears; sometimes of celestial bliss; sometimes reeling under the onslaught of hysterical agony,

The nose exploded into a stream of gruesomely sticky mucus; succeeded by violent draughts of passionate air,

The legs exploded into an inevitable fast run; as the striped panther furtively following them came at whisker lengths of snapping distance,

The fingers exploded into a mountain of voracious writing; transforming the sheer magic embedded in them into exquisite calligraphy,

The stars in the cosmos exploded into a fountain of resplendent light; illuminating the ghastly darkness prevailing in all quarters with ravishing light,

The gutter exploded into a whirlpool of gruesomely stinking sewage; diffusing an obnoxiously horrendous stench for boundless kilometers in vicinity,

The Sun exploded into a vicious fireball of flames; charring every evil to minuscule ash in the wrath of its sweltering heat,

The volcano exploded into fulminating lava; diffusing tumultuous heat and agony as it gushed out of the earth's belly like an electric paced rocket,

The tongue exploded into a volley of supremely melodious sounds; engulfing the dolorously morose ambience around with enthralling music,

The mouth exploded into a thunderously loud yawn; languidly expressing its immortal desire to exotically dream and sleep,

The rose exploded into an ocean of scent every dawn; permeating every entity that trespassed in surrounding; with the essence of its mystically alluring aroma,

The fire cracker exploded into a festoon of brilliantly pugnacious sparks; puncturing the voluptuous carpet of night with unparalleled boisterous fervor,

The photograph exploded into a cavalcade of hidden emotions; putting up a blatantly stoical look in front of its master; sulking within as it was thoroughly incapable of taking birth again,

The ripe and rotten tomato exploded into a shower of fetidly red curry; fomenting all those around to relinquish the last bit of taste they had in their mouths,

The assembly of exorbitantly costly diamonds exploded into a corridor of intransigent shine; made people ogle at their impeccably splendid demeanor for centuries unprecedented,

The indefatigably tired arms exploded into a pool of seductive sweat; trickling down slowly to blend with scorched mud,

The fathomless deep gorge encompassing the entire spell binding mountain range; exploded into an ensemble of eerie echoes; granting Godly status to an inconspicuously tiny sound,

The turbulently rising waves of the colossal ocean exploded into a blanket of tantalizing froth; flooding the life of impoverished entities with tangy spice and the ardor to survive,

The heart imprisoned in the chest exploded into a series of passionate palpitations; profoundly blending with the ultimate love its life,

And every life born on this planet; exploded into newness and energy; exploded into fascinating enchantment and enigma; exploded into the unending battle called and worshipped as existence.

45. THROUGH THE PAGES OF MY HEART

When I browsed through the pages of the sleazy magazine; all that lay there was a flurry of pretentious pictures; blended with glamorous entities displaying garish flesh,

When I browsed through the pages of the dictionary; all that lay there was infinite number of words and phrases; a mind-boggling treasury of exquisite language,

When I browsed through the pages of the history textbook; all that lay there was a chronologically synchronized table of dates; ancient tales of Kings and conquered territories,

When I browsed through the pages of the hi-tech computer; all that lay there was a plethora of mind-boggling intricate puzzles; a whole maze of stupendously baffling software; which I had no head or tail too,

When I browsed through the pages of the chequebook; all that lay there; was infinite no of blank lines; the irrefutably embossed seal of the banks involved,

When I browsed through the pages of the arithmetic notebook; all that lay there was a battalion of monotonous numbers; compounded with an insurmountable compendium of boundless problems and solutions,

When I browsed through the pages of the hotel register; all that lay there was a scrupulous order of guests that kept coming and going; fascinating information about rooms incorporated within the grandiloquent interiors,

When I browsed through the pages of the adventure novel; all that lay there was surreal representations of inanimate objects; overwhelmingly exaggerated perceptions; that had no connections with pragmatic life,

When I browsed through the pages of the botanical encyclopedia; all that lay there was exhaustive information encompassing varied plants of this Universe; blended with fathomless illustrations leading to their mesmerizing evolution,

When I browsed through the pages of the telephone directory; all that lay there was countless numbers of individuals and places; an indispensably handy reference to the demographics of several nations,

When I browsed through the pages of the family album; all that lay there were nostalgic impressions of the past; blissful memories that profusely swept across like a volatile fountain of sweltering lava; across the top most compartments of my mind,

When I browsed through the pages of the engineering handbook; all that lay there was tons of inexplicable numerals; a cavalcade of designs on which the foundations of this world could be handsomely constructed,

When I browsed through the pages of the majestic atlas; all that lay there was unfathomable depictions of this fascinating globe; intricate lines bonding continents with synchronized harmony,

When I browsed through the pages of the medical thesis; all that lay there was a scrupulous listing of life yielding medicines; a stringent smell of antiseptic permeating profoundly in the gloomy atmosphere,

When I browsed through the pages of my mothers old diary; all that was there was her rejuvenating experiences of boisterous youth; the times she had ardently labored to harness me with her very own blood and sweat,

When I browsed through the pages of the Emperors leaf; all that lay there was a royal tale of his oligarchic dictatorship; the undulating framework of good and bad that he had executed for his people in tumultuous distress,

When I browsed through the pages of enchanting fairy tales; all that lay there was an ingratiating aura that engulfed those medieval times; a voluptuously eloquent voice that roused me instantaneously from deep sleep,

When I browsed through the pages of the management presentation; all that lay there was unimaginable number of spurious manipulations; to extract the best you possibly could from a simple human being,

And when I browsed through the pages of my heart; it was there that lay the wealth of this entire planet; it was there that I found all the love and compassion I could ever have dreamt of; as each passionate beat unveiled into an infinite lives.

46. JUST ONE OF THEM

Life is an amalgamation of infinite emotions; perpetual happiness is just one of them,

Life is a blend of infinite scents; the fragrance of invincible success is just one of them,

Life is a labyrinth of infinite paths; the road to irrefutable truth is just one of them,

Life is a rainbow of infinite colors; the shade of profound empathy is just one of them,

Life is a cloud of infinite perceptions; seductively ravishing fantasy is just one of them,

Life is a conglomerate of infinite flames; unrelenting passion is just one of them,

Life is a combination of infinite winds; the air of boisterous rhapsody is just one of them,

Life is a compilation of infinite words; vivacious newness is just one of them,

Life is a quiver full of infinite arrows; the dagger of blissful contentment is just one of them,

Life is a forest of infinite berries; the fruit of selfless sacrifice is just one of them,

Life is a calendar of infinite dates; the day of fresh birth is just one of them,

Life is a coalition of infinite rivers; the waters of heavenly prosperity are just one of them,

Life is an assimilation of infinite anecdotes; an encounter with exuberant adventure is just one of them,

Life is a journey of infinite moods; amicably smiling lips is just one of them,

Life is a mountain of infinite burrows; the cave of unfathomable enchantment is

just one of them,

Life is a myriad of infinite pearls; the jewel of self purification is just one of them,

Life is a wall of infinite mirrors; the glass candidly portraying an explicit identity is just one of them,

Life is a whirlpool of infinite patterns; the dance of perennially euphoric triumph is just one of them,

Life is a consortium of infinite feelings; the element of benevolent care is

just one of them,

Life is a hill with infinite summits; the peak of astronomically fortified conviction is just one of them,

Life is an ocean of philosophies; the perspective of independent existence is

just one of them,

Life is an agglomerate of infinite shapes and forms; the contours of impeccable beauty are just one of them,

Life is a tornado of infinite messengers; the harbinger of everlasting peace is

just one of them,

Life is a garden of infinite virtues; immortally unconquerable love is just one of them,

And life is a culmination of infinite beats; the rhythm of the passionately palpitating heart is just one of them

47. ONCE AGAIN TOMORROW

Yesterday was just a thing of the horrendously treacherous past; fading and dissipating rapidly into thin wisps of obsolete oblivion,

Lets unite in strings of perpetual harmony and compassion today; to blossom into a vibrantly optimistic and spell binding tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the diabolically heinous past; pathetically blending with insipid bits of raw ash,

Lets unite in whirlpools of insurmountable solidarity today; unflinchingly facing even the most acridly mighty challenges; proudly sprouting into the blissful civilizations of tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the lecherously abhorrent past; stinking like a million rats; beneath the dungeons of manipulative malice,

Lets unite in irrefutable rings of truth today; massacring every iota of horrifically despairing lie and sadness; culminating into a wonderfully brilliant tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the remorsefully morbid past; rapidly deteriorating to coalesce with the murderous graves,

Lets unite in clouds of celestial peace today; indefatigably fantasizing above a land of enchanting paradise; to give birth to a divinely non-violent tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the devastatingly evil past; sinking into an sea of baseless nothingness to melange with the inconspicuously mundane sands,

Lets unite in winds of uninhibited sharing today; ubiquitously commiserating with shivering mankind around; to fulminate into a fountain of irrevocably bestowing tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the ominously ghastly past; stabbing like a trillion malevolent daggerheads; before it eventually blew with the infinitesimally

capricious dust,

Lets unite in tornado’s of untamed passion today; incinerating flames of overwhelming desire even in the most frozen of waters; to majestically bloom into a intrepidly flamboyant tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the savagely decaying past; perpetuating its deplorably surreptitious shadow into the fabric of the blissful society; before it finally withered into a corpse of absolute submission,

Lets unite in skies of philanthropic benevolence today; endeavoring our very best to alleviate debilitatingly deprived society; escalate exuberantly into an Omnipotently egalitarian tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the insidiously remote past; ludicrously baring its meaningless fangs before it wholesomely lost every iota of its voice,

Lets unite in the religion of humanity today; to unequivocally disseminate the immortal virtue of mankind; dazzle into a bountifully royal tomorrow.

And yesterday was just a thing of the tragically shattered past; profusely betraying light and hope; before it was ferociously punished to the island of satanic hell,

Lets unite in beats of immortal love today; embracing one and all irrespective of caste; creed and color; alike; to sway forever in the corridors of marvelous heaven; everytime the Creator wanted us to be born once again tomorrow.

48. SEASON OF LOVE

With it; descended petals of insatiable rhapsody from the sky; as the heavens opened full throttle to uninhibitedly shower blessings; upon its revered grace,

With it; there came streams of perpetual harmony cascading from the mountains; diffusing into a froth of unfathomably never ending excitement,

With it; fulminated the most fantastic dreams wandering on this mesmerizing planet; evoking the fabulous artist surreptitiously hidden in each of your traumatically agonized nerves,

With it; danced the most tantalizing fairies till the heart of voluptuous midnight; bouncing and frolicking till eternity in the profound effulgence of its; overwhelmingly seductive charm,

With it; came whirlpools of unconquerable excitement; igniting the ludicrously lackadaisical volcano’s sleeping in your impoverished soul,

With it; devastated jungles bloomed into a gorgeously perennial festoon of enchantment and health; flowering into a profusely brilliant tomorrow,

With it; crept shadows of mystically tingling enigma; inundating your murderously severed senses with winds of incredulously exotic ecstasy,

With it; treacherously devastated dwellings metamorphosed themselves into the most stupendously grandiloquent castles; towering beyond the skies; to relish the wholesomely unleashed glory of the flamboyant Sun,

With it; there pelted thunderously deafening rain upon the periphery of scorchingly pathetic desert soil; caressing its penuriously staggering surface; with compassionate fireballs of golden moisture,

With it; insatiably galloped the chariots of handsome prosperity; replenishing every element of despairingly broken lives; with the fruits of eternally sacrosanct heaven,

With it; there spread an invincible wave of humanity even in the most lecherously salacious parts of this fathomless continent; and the religion of humanity overtoppled the diabolical devil forever,

With it; stars in the cosmos incessantly flirted in the aisles of desire; deluging each cranny of this ridiculously maimed planet; with milky beams of enamoringly dancing light,

With it; the time in gargantuan clocks; slid back into overwhelmingly poignant nostalgia; with every old and miserably withering; transforming back into a Godly child; once again,

With it; all savagely belligerent war on this claustrophobically estranged earth came to a veritable end; and the flag of immortal peace reigned supreme; for centuries immemorial,

With it; every bit of infinite sky was enveloped with an Omnipotently everlasting radiance; with an unsurpassable flurry of angels frolicking in unequivocally

untamed ecstasy,

With it; there arose the most magnificently embellished tune on this unending Universe; transforming its manipulatively bedraggled demeanor into one replete with exuberantly enthusiastic youth,

With it; all those disastrously indigent and hoarsely famished; reached their ultimate paradise of; philanthropic opulence in life,

With it; ghosts lingering insidiously beneath their coffins; took birth as the most impregnably alluring magicians; for a countless more lifetimes,

With it; indispensable oceans of breath got instilled in the diminutively lifeless; and the waywardly lost world found the paths of majesty once again,

And neither did it require the slightest of stringent preparation; nor did it require you to wholeheartedly donate the entire richness that you had painstakingly assimilated in the tenure of your impoverished life,

Just open the perpetual beats of your heart to embrace all those you cherished and cared for; and Lo! Behold !; there torrentially descended the season of everlasting love.

49. IRREFUTABLY MURDEROUS

I wholeheartedly agree that barbarously sinful might be all those; who ruthlessly snatch innocuous children from the sacrosanct lap of their mothers,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire show wholesomely unperturbed; and still had the guts to say that they were blissfully non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that treacherously indiscriminate might be all those; who brutally lambast the witheringly decrepit; for ostensibly not the slightest fault of theirs,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire savagery with unprecedented amusement; and still had the guts to say that they were celestially non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that satanically ribald might be all those; who tawdrily diffuse the daggerheads of drugs and pernicious illiteracy; amongst innocently wandering youth,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire chapter unfurl with astounding concentration; and still had the guts to say that they were timelessly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that truculently insane might be all those; who bawdily sell their very own wife’s; for a few extra sips of raunchily capricious wines; to sanctimoniously rev up their worthless night,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire holocaust with uninhibited laughter; and still had the guts to say that they were non-invasively non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that devilishly ominous might be all those; who acrimoniously abandon their comrades in agonizingly traumatic pain; to hideously gallivant towards the clouds of ethereal prosperity themselves,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire misery without a freckle of empathy on their emotionless faces; and still had the guts to say that they were heavenly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that licentiously coldhearted might be all those; who perpetuate gorily bloody war in the name of religion; color; caste; creed and tribe,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire catastrophe sipping rejuvenating tea under their silken blankets; and still had the guts to say that they were ingratiatingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that tyrannically dictatorial might be al those; who hedonistically burn innocuous entities alive; just to feed the ghastly remnants to their frivolously growling pet dogs,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the

entire unruly bedlam without the slightest batting of their eye; and

still had the guts to say that they were enchantingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that venomously criminal might be all those; who gruesomely blinded jubilantly exuberantly cavorting organisms; just to ridiculously catapult to the pinnacle of transiently penalizing prosperity,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire derogatory imprisonment with princely equanimity; and still had the guts to say that they were spell bindingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that preposterously malignant might be all those; who

rampantly broke compassionately bonded hearts; just to bathe their fetidly penurious backsides with some extra titillation,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire macabre lunaticism with their tongue smacking their nonchalantly chapped lips; and still had the guts to say that they were bountifully non-violent.

And I wholeheartedly agree that dastardly devils might be all those; who

snap the fangs of their symbiotically holistic compatriot’s existence; just

to grant themselves an infinite more perilous lives,

But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire torturous crucifying with their hands in their air-conditioned pockets; and still had the guts to say that they were immortally non-violent

50. THROUGH THE TUNNELS OF

Only the hideously corrupt and treacherously dastardly; could bawdily drift through the tunnels of; abhorrently ungainly manipulation,

Only the impeccably enchanting and innocuously righteous; could patriotically march through the tunnels of; unshakably irrefutable truth,

Only the raunchily infinitesimal and baselessly threadbare; could insidiously hover through the tunnels of; maliciously truculent depravation,

Only the drearily meaningless and vindictively plotting; could ominously trespass through the tunnels of; lunatically barbaric discrimination,

Only the poignantly sensitive and ravishingly exotic; could bountifully trespass through the tunnels of; ingratiatingly tantalizing sensuousness,

Only the cold-bloodedly savage and ruthlessly slandering; could esoterically wade through the tunnels of; satanically crippling disease,

Only the unflinchingly resilient and exhilaratingly fearless; could blissfully transgress through the tunnels of; fascinatingly invincible solidarity,

Only the aristocratically artistic and surreally wandering; could gorgeously float through the tunnels of; tantalizingly proliferating newness,

Only the despicably rotting and preposterously obsolete; could aimlessly loiter through the tunnels of; flagrantly stinking failure,

Only the lethally venomous and diabolically pulverizing; could shamelessly maraud through the tunnels of; rebelliously gory bloodshed,

Only the tyrannically lambasting and purposelessly ostracizing; could horrifically step through the tunnels of; abominably castigating illiteracy,

Only the intrepidly exhilarating and exuberantly gushing; could resplendently philander through the tunnels of; beautifully spell binding adventure,

Only the freshly born and benevolent hearted; could astoundingly gyrate through the tunnels of; panoramically vivacious Godliness,

Only the sardonically conventional and spuriously high society; could remorsefully stab through the tunnels of; deleteriously gory bloodshed,

Only the vibrantly untamed and compassionately engulfing; could exotically zip through the tunnels of; ecstatically melodious romance,

Only the fabulously synergistic and holistically humane; could gregariously interweave through the tunnels of; celestially gratifying paradise,

Only the intricately effeminate and unsurpassably obsessed; could triumphantly parade through the tunnels of; regally sparkling artistry,

Only the passionately palpitating and immortally bonding; could divinely fly through the tunnels of; perpetually unconquerable love,

Only the diligently persevering and unrelentingly unstoppable; could magnanimously whistle through the tunnels of; spell bindingly scintillating fortune,

Only the patriotically brave and altruistically sacrificing; could unchallangeably wade through the tunnels of; victoriously Omnipotent immortality,

Only the mystically enigmatic and charismatically magnetic; could timelessly gallivant through the tunnels of; marvelously conjuring magic,

Only the perennially liberated and wonderfully melanging; could stupendously bounce through the tunnels of; endlessly ebullient laughter,

But every tangible organism; irrespective of caste; creed; color; stature; height or tribe; every entity harboring insurmountable love for the God’s chapter of symbiotically proliferating creation; has; is and will always fantastically burgeon through the tunnels of; eternally egalitarian and blessing humanity.

51. WHEN MY HEART FELT HEAVY

When my eyes felt preposterously heavy; I majestically treated them with infernos of bountifully unparalleled empathy,

When my lips felt insurmountably heavy; I fabulously treated them with an unfathomable balm of gregariously blossoming smiles,

When my ears felt satanically heavy; I resplendently treated them with a mesmerizing valley of ingratiatingly tantalizing sounds,

When my shoulders felt frantically heavy; I beautifully treated them with the miraculously

rejuvenating cascade of the timelessly heavenly waterfalls,

When my palms felt murderously heavy; I philanthropically treated them with the fabric of everlastingly sacrosanct and Omnipotent mankind,

When my feet felt drearily heavy; I symbiotically treated them with unfathomable elements of celestially fascinating righteousness,

When my blood felt asphyxiatingly heavy; I divinely treated it with unsurpassable rivers of fragrantly coalescing compassion,

When my fingers felt disastrously heavy; I jubilantly treated them with unfathomably regale fireballs of unrelentingly endowing artistry,

When my brain felt devastatingly heavy; I enchantingly treated it with fathomless cloudbursts of spellbindingly exotic fantasy,

When my bones felt cripplingly heavy; I harmoniously treated them with the panoramically ebullient cradle of endlessly reinvigorating nature,

When my lids felt ominously heavy; I rhapsodically treated them with an incomprehensible immeasurable valley of eternally titillating sensuousness,

When my conscience felt treacherously heavy; I blazingly treated it with unconquerable fortresses of patriotically unflinching honesty,

When my tongue felt salaciously heavy; I melodiously treated it with a perpetual hive of invincible sweetness and sparklingly benign graciousness,

When my stomach felt thunderously heavy; I amiably treated it with the synergistically fructifying fruits of sacredly proliferating Mother Nature,

When my neck felt monotonously heavy; I holistically treated it with cushions of heavenly silk; engulfing even the most infinitesimal cranny of my visage with

the blooming carpets of iridescent paradise,

When my deeds felt unbearably heavy; I philanthropically treated them with the perennially beautiful religion of priceless mankind,

When my shadow felt insidiously heavy; I victoriously treated it with the unassailable path of exhilaratingly unstoppable righteousness,

When my breath felt diabolically heavy; I fearlessly treated it with the Omnipotently scintillating Sunrays of vivaciously triumphant life,

And when my heart felt lethally heavy; I immortally treated it with the stupendously humanitarian impressions of love; love and only undefeatably true love.

52. TAKING THE PLUNGE

When I took a plunge into the treacherously perilous valley; all that was left of me; was countless pieces of raw chowder; disintegrated incoherently amidst the conglomerate of ominous rock,

When I took a plunge into the web of unprecedented lies; all that was left of me; was flaming embers of inconspicuous ash; pathetically melting in the trauma of

insatiable malice,

When I took a plunge into the violently circulating ceiling fan; all that was left of me; was boundless bits of profuse blood and diminutive bone; as the wings mercilessly beheaded me from each of my precious senses,

When I took a plunge into the dungeon of hideous scorpions; all that was left of me; was a mockingly ghastly bodied caricature; as the beats infiltrated their insidious fangs; well beneath the domains of my immaculate flesh,

When I took a plunge into the battlefield of indiscriminate bloodshed; all that was left of me; was a horrendously ruptured eye; frantically groping for illumination; even in the most flamboyantly sweltering Sunlight,

When I took a plunge into the fathomless avalanches of satanic ice; all that was left of me; was a skeleton of indefatigably clattering bones; rejected by even the most famished of crocodile,

When I took a plunge into the lactating lionesses den; all that was left of me; was infinitesimal bits of hair strewn incongruously on cold ground; as the monster penalized me to the most unsurpassable decree; for trying to steal her impeccable cubs,

When I took a plunge into the graves of my revered ones; all that was left of me; was an unrelenting cloudburst of tears; as I sadly remembered my near and dear; eccentrically transiting into sheer nostalgia; even as the clock astoundingly sped,

When I took a plunge into the sea of lethally glaring sharks; all that was left of me; was stray pieces of brutally decimated cloth; which the beasts apparently didn’t like,

When I took a plunge into the land of manipulative commercialism; all that was left of me; was a stone ghastily immune to all ecstasy and pain; even as globules of tantalizing rain pelted ferociously outside,

When I took a plunge into the corridors of abhorrent betrayal; all that was left of me; was a poisonous arrow ludicrously flying in all directions; eventually burying itself infinite kilometers beneath dead soil; miserably failing to hits its target outside,

When I took a plunge into the abominably thorny cactus; all that was left of me; was a scarecrow with an insurmountable flurry of scratches; wildly groping for water; as sound irrevocably ceased to escape out of my imprisoned mouth,

When I took a plunge into the horrifically despondent gutter; all that was left of me; was a sardonically titillating entity; becoming an unsurpassably bountiful delight for savage pigs,

When I took a plunge into a pond of heinously discriminating grease; all that was left of me; was a fountain of inexplicable nervousness; disastrously stumbling to kiss mud; each time I tried to elope and alight,

When I took a plunge into the precarious electricity switchboard; all that was left of me; was barbarically electrocuted embers of worthless shit; simply unable to coalesce into a bonded entity for never ending times,

When I took a plunge into monotonous clockwork machinery; all that was left of me; was an insipid leaf of disdainful pragmatism; drifting sadly away from enchanting fantasy and wonderfully exotic life,

When I took a plunge into nonchalantly lackluster asphalt; all that was left of me; was an incorrigibly condensed stone; lackadaisically rotting every second towards the corpses of hell; as the globe smiled and sang outside,

When I took a plunge into the platform of incomprehensibly murderous knives; all that was left of me; was an unfathomably bleeding soul; lingering with supreme lunatism between fabulous heaven; and depraving hell,

And when I took a plunge into the immortal beats of your benevolent heart; all that was left of me; was countless of my kind reborn again; impregnably fortifying their pledge as each morning unveiled; to embrace the entire planet; in invincible threads of love and mankind

53. BLESSED OR NOT BLESSED

If the whites of my eyes were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the Omnipotent contours of your magnanimously disseminating face,

If my fingers were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the charismatically eternal folds of your bountifully redolent palms,

If my feet were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your unceasingly sacrosanct impressions; upon the intrepidly unflinching trajectory of this stupendously mellifluous Universe,

If my blood was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your spirit of timelessly impregnable humanity; the unfathomable ocean of blissful brotherhood that brilliantly drifted from even the most infinitesimal of your senses,

If my scalp was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your wonderfully gregarious and unconquerably divine pat,

If my ears were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your Omnisciently mitigating and inimitably spell binding voice,

If my bones were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your peerlessly Herculean tenacity; to perennially tower up for the cause of philanthropically divine righteousness,

If my lips were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your eternally resplendent and unshakably embracing smile,

If my throat was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your perpetually unhindered sweetness; which proliferated more indomitably than ever; in the mightiest of storms,

If my eyelashes were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your unequivocally simplistic embellishment; which inexhaustibly glistened as the most priceless imagery; in the fathomlessly never-ending Universe,

If my arms were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your insuperably marvelous sweat; from which radiated the true essence of majestically truthful perseverance,

If my reflection was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your stupendously unfathomably royalty; your invincibly Omnipresent aura; that sent chills down to the last spine of every tangible and intangible devil,

If my chin was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your unsurpassably endless meadow of pristine mischief; your astoundingly unbeatable ability to enlighten even the most morbidly eviscerating of atmosphere,

If my shoulders were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your spirit of unbelievably Samaritan togetherness; poignantly coalescing every fraternity of living kind,

If my voice was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your sacredly unparalleled ideals; which handsomely liberated the entire treacherously estranged planet; like the wail of a innocuously new born child,

If my persona was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your infallibly fragrant tenacity; to wade through the most cannibalistically parasitic of hurdles; like an unfettered silken prince,

If my conscience was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your everlasting voice of symbiotically humanitarian existence; which uninhibitedly let mother earth proliferate for times beyond infinite infinity,

If my breath was blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but your unending exhilaration to surge forward towards the heavens of goodness; even after the coffins of veritably pulverizing death,

But irrespective of whether my heart was forever blessed or not to hold

just a single thing; its beats would still hold nothing else but the river of your immortal love; the sky of humanitarian godliness which enshrouded everything fathomless kilometers around you and the center of your regale chest

54. UNCONQUERABLE

Some as insatiably flaming as the flamboyant Sun; dazzling into a pool of profuse brilliance as each instant unfurled into a wholesome minute,

Some as resplendently mystical as the milky moon; ecstatically weaving a tale of unfathomable enigma; on every path that they cast their spell,

Some as boisterously buzzing as the unsurpassable hive of honey bees; piquantly diffusing an exhilarating expedition of timelessness; from their silken whites,

Some as gorgeous as the celestially cascading waterfalls; beautifully placating all traumatized anguish around; with their uninhibited wave of philanthropism,

O! yes there were literally a boundless fraternity of eyes that I had witnessed; but the Omnipotence in your impeccable whites; the aura of unparalleled humanity which enshrouded your lids; was irrefutably unconquerable.

1.

Some as rhapsodically melodious as candies of blooming sugarcane; handsomely perpetuating one and all alike; with their astounding freshness to lead life,

Some as ferocious as prowling panthers; ardently awaiting to gobble all innocuously blissful; in their gruesomely diabolical swirl,

Some as surreptitious as manipulatively sly wolves; treacherously plotting for your perennial illwill; without yielding even the tiniest of insinuation,

Some as bubbly as vivacious rainbows in the fathomless sky; unveiling into an unending festoon of versatility in glorious existence,

O! yes there were literally a boundless fraternity of eyes that I had witnessed; but the magnetism in your supremely majestic whites; the benign impressions of the entire Universe beautifully encapsulated every time you closed your divine lids; was irrefutably unconquerable.

2.

Some as winking as the uncontrollable tornado; submerged in an incomprehensible ocean of flirtatious mischief; all blackened night and sweltering day,

Some as natural as the very first rays of Sunlight; emanating a river of royally fascinating fortitude; on every path that they harmoniously perceived,

Some as voluptuous as tantalizing seductresses in paradise; inevitably attracting even the most lecherously uncouth; in the realms of their timeless sensuousness,

Some as patriotic as the miraculous newness of creation; altruistically ready every minute to relinquish the last iota of their rays; for the sake of their sacrosanct motherland,

O! yes there were literally a boundless fraternity of eyes that I had witnessed; but the Omnipresence in your marvelously regale whites; the endless Universe of priceless justice which perpetually flowed when you opened your princely lids; was irrefutably unconquerable.

3.

Some as frigidly steely as overwhelming avalanches of white ice; not succumbing to even the most tumultuously truculent of; disparaging pain,

Some as gorgeously titillating as ebulliently enticing red wines; inevitably captivating the immaculately nubile valentine,

Some as supremely amicable as fragrant lotus; wholesomely blending with even the most ruthlessly lambasting entity; that unfortunately came their way,

Some as turbulent as unstoppably thunderous streaks of vivid lightening in the cosmos; unrelentingly fighting till the last breath of their life; for getting their

egalitarian share of rights,

O! yes there were literally a boundless fraternity of eyes that I had witnessed; but the Omniscient religion of humanity in your fabulous whites; the immortality to live; procreate infinite new enthralling lives; and to let live in your meditating lids; was irrefutably unconquerable.

55. THE ONLY SOUNDS !

Some said that the present instant was the most rhapsodically fantastic instant; while some said that they were bountifully better of waiting for the golden rays of optimistic tomorrow,

Some said that the most exhilarating mission of their life was to kiss the peerless apogee of Everest; while some said that they found inimitable heaven sauntering amiably on fathomlessly plain ground,

Some said that there wasn’t a thing as unassailable as the punctiliously plush interiors of the corporate office; while some said that the spirit of uninhibitedly untamed poetry was the most eternally fructifying in the chapter of resplendently enigmatic life,

Some said that the Universe had metamorphosed into a vindictively concrete jungle; while some said they salvaged perpetual pride taking blissful refuge in their unflinchingly venerated mother soil,

Some said that the most compassionate warmth on this earth was in the womb of your divinely mother; while some said that sensuously endless fantasy was their profusely sole passion to survive,

Some said that the holistic vegetable was the most appetizing meal; while some said that the brutally emaciated ravines of their stomach could be miraculously placated by nothing else but unfathomably tantalizing chicken soup,

Some said that rebirth was responsible for their vividly exultating existence today; while some said that there was nothing but scientific laws that evolved every living organism boundlessly on this unbelievably enthralling planet,

Some said that unassailable truth was the only panacea to survive; while some said that unprecedented degrees of subterfuge and prejudice had to be adapted in order to breathe amidst the diabolically commercial retrace today,

Some said that unlimited success was their only mission to live; while some said that the waves of celestial contentment majestically spawned even the most infinitesimal ingredient of their scarlet blood,

Some said that the cradle of innocuous childhood was the most spellbindingly insuperable gift of life; while some said that ruling the world as its most mature and unparalleled conqueror was what they were born for,

Some said that all they yearned for was voluptuously titillating clouds of perennial rain; while some said that rolling tirelessly in the aridly arcane and indefatigably grandiloquent desert sands; was what each bone of their body vociferously demanded,

Some said that the policy of live and let live was the most ultimate of the Omnipotent Creator’s commands; while some said that Survival of the fittest was what he had expected out of every construable entity on this fathomless planet,

Some said that the lines poignantly embodied on the palm scrupulously maneuvered everyone’s destiny; while some said that intransigently dedicated hard work could change even the most brilliantly fortuned stars,

Some said that they wanted to take an infinite births for the sake of their heavenly beloved; while some said that this singular life of theirs was an unsolicitedly acrimonious thorn in their hindside,

Some said that the only dream that lingered in the whites of their eyes was devilishly decrepit politics; while some said that they longed to unfurl every minute of their lives as a diminutively humble common man,

Some said that the wings of egalitarian freedom should be bestowed upon every echelon of the society alike; while some said that all should exist as rustically cannibalistic and mating wolves as during the time; when the earth was first born,

Some said that the entire beauty of this vibrantly panoramic Universe could be encompassed in a barren canvas of plain white; while some said that a single

life was just a speck of lackadaisically malnourished nothingness; for admiring the marvels of God’s blessed earth,

Some said that money could virtually buy everything in the 21st century on this inexhaustible globe; while some said that the inferno of love was the most

magnetically unceasing elixir on which this entire world survived,

And some said this; while some said that; but believe it or not; neither did I have the time to hear; neither could I utter an invisibly single word; neither did I have the time to meticulously comprehend; neither could I budge the periphery of my tongue even an ethereal trifle,

As both my lips were unconquerably interlocked with the lips of my immortal beloved; and the only sounds which we could hear ;speak or execute; were the sounds of love; love and nothing but unshakably eternal and royal love !

56. AND YOU HUMAN BEING

The Sun was one of the most blazingly Omnipotent entity on this fathomless Universe; yet it never ever said that the earth which it inundated with optimistic light; was lugubriously depressed and dark,

The Rose was one of the most fragrantly spellbinding entity on this boundless Universe; yet it never ever said that the atmosphere which it perpetuated with timelessly humanitarian scent; was flagrantly rotting and obsolete,

The Mountain was one of the most indomitably strong entity on this limitless Universe; yet it never ever said that the infants which it sequestered all night and day; were grotesquely dilapidated and weak,

The Sea was one of the most vivaciously tangy entity on this unsurpassable Universe; yet it never ever said that the shores which it timelessly smooched with pristine froth; were inanely decrepit and beleaguered,

The Rain was one of the most sensuously virile entity on this enamoring Universe; yet it never ever said that the deserts which it metamorphosed into resplendent paradise; were deliriously emaciated and sick,

The Mud was one of the most propitiously spawning entity on this unlimited Universe; yet it never ever said that the tendril which it evolved out of sheer nothingness; was insipidly fragile and juvenile,

The Moon was one of the most charismatically enlightening entity on this unprecedented Universe; yet it never ever said that the night which it majestically illuminated with iridescently milky light; was invidiously appalling and abject,

The Wind was one of the most exuberantly triumphant entity on this unconquerable Universe; yet it never ever said that the leaf which it ecstatically reinvigorated; was remorsefully crinkled and in inexplicable duress,

The Horizon was one of the most unfathomably infinite entity on this Omniscient Universe; yet it never ever said that the human which it unbelievably enthralled with its tantalizing perception; was treacherously robotic and crawling on parsimonious earth,

The Grass was one of the most royally panoramic entity on this eternal Universe; yet it never ever said that the cattle which it quintessentially fed till times beyond eternity; was vituperatively greedy and parasitic,

The Pearl was one of the most pricelessly celestial entity on this symbiotic Universe; yet it never ever said that the space which it perennially charmed; was threadbarely indolent and idiosyncratic,

The Rainbow was one of the most vividly victorious entity on this blissful Universe; yet it never ever said that the sky which it regally ignited with its unparalleled color; was nonsensically lackadaisical and augmenting towards emptiness,

The Dewdrop was one of the most tantalizingly rhapsodic entity on this gargantuan Universe; yet it never ever said that the feet which it jubilantly tingled; were miserably chapped and dwindling into hopeless fatigue,

The Root was one of the most indispensably formidable entity on this stupendous Universe; yet it never ever said that the tree which it granted solidarity to even in the most vindictive of apocalypses; was fecklessly invisible and lividly limp,

The Destiny Line was one of the most impregnably deciding entity on this

magnetic Universe; yet it never ever said that the palm which it granted royally unfettered authority; was egregiously diseased and slaving towards the soil,

The Star was one of the most gloriously opalescent entity on this astounding

Universe; yet it never ever said that the blackness through which it convivially perpetuated; was cadaverously hopeless and defunct,

The Nostril was one of the most effusively lifeyielding entity on this infallible Universe; yet it never ever said that the lungs which it perennially perfumed with Omnipotent air; were flagrantly clumsy and wisps of nothingness,

The Snow was one of the most beautifully mollifying entity on this spectacular Universe; yet it never ever said that the slopes which it imperially enveloped with festoons of impeccable white; were infinitesimally barren and sadistically desolate,

And you Human Being; An Inconspicuously oblivious piece of nothingness in front of the Omniscient Lord Almighty; had the baseless temerity to torture; discriminate; abhor; abuse; treat your comrades worse than animals just because they were poor and destitute; just because the color of your skin was white; just because that extra parchment of spurious currency note; aimlessly squandered from your pompous trouser pocket; just because you felt you’d meaninglessly coined the axiom: that the Sun never sets on the british empire , when infact the Creator had created this earth as pricelessly and incomparably one

57. EVERY OF THOSE MOMENTS

What did the Sun do after it had disappeared into the dismally sullen horizons was none of my business; however the whites and blacks of eyes had danced in vivaciously untamed exhilaration; every of those moments when it had brilliantly dazzled into an unsurpassable civilization of Omnipotent light,

What did the Mountains do after they had gone behind the ominously appalling clouds was none of my business; however each bone of my body had felt as the most pricelessly united entity on this Universe; every of those moments when they had altruistically sequestered me and infinite more of my kind; in good times and bad,

What did the Rainbow do after rain in Sunlight had exhausted was none of my

business; however each pore of my skin had danced like a majestically unparalleled king; every of those moments when it had effulgently unfurled into the boundless amazing colors of vibrant life,

What did the Rose do after it had curled its petals in sonorous nighttime was none of my business; however each breath of mine had felt the most unconquerably priceless cistern of happiness; every of those moments when it had ubiquitously disseminated its scent of symbiotically unshakable friendship; to far and wide,

What did the Wave do after it had dissipated into penuriously invisible froth was none of my business; however I had felt that all misery had forever metamorphosed into sensuously untamed adventure; every of those moments when it had handsomely undulated towards the most supreme peak of the sky,

What did the Snake do after it had diminished into the morbidly fretful hole was none of my business; however I’d felt the winds of profound mysticism finding a permanent abode in my body; every of those moments when it had raised its nictitated its hood in uncannily royal unison with the fading light,

What did the Moon do after unlimited skies of light had taken a complete stranglehold of darkness was none of my business; however each of my expressions had felt the most amiably compassionate; every of those moments when it’d diffused beams of impregnably impeccable milkiness; marvelously resuscitating the complexion of the frigidly deteriorating night,

What did the Dancer do after locking the cadaverously lifeless door was none of my business; however each cranny of my silhouette had felt like the paradise of ultimate seduction; every of those moments when she’d uninhibitedly gyrated her silken feet on tantalizingly moistened soil,

What did the Peacock do after it had hidden its face behind its feathers was none of my business; however I’d felt peerlessly unflinching triumph blissfully kissing my doorstep; every of those moments when it had effulgently unveiled its feathers full bloom; at the tiniest innuendo of pristine rain,

What did the Mirage do after it had dissolved into a corpse of obsolete disdain was none of my business; however I’d felt fantasizing in a land beyond infinite infinity; every of those moments when it had unceasingly seduced even the most obliviously dormant arena of my caricature,

What did the Edifice do after it had been buried deep into soil by the devastating earthquake was none of my business; however every cell of my persona had felt brimming with interminably ecstatic activity; every of those moments when people of every caste; creed and tribe had unrestrictedly bustled in its interiors; from morning to charming night,

What did the Clock do after its batteries had flagrantly exhausted was none of my business; however I’d felt that life was an unstoppably inexplicable odyssey; every of those moments when it had indefatigably ticked into the aisles of endlessness,

What did the Rain do after the fathomless heavens had wholesomely cleared was none of my business; however countless hair on my flesh had stood up in limitlessly victorious euphoria; every of those moments when it had torrentially cascaded like a new born child from the heart of the skies,

What did the Lips do after they had shrunk behind sanctimoniously spurious lipstick was none of my business; however each deadened speck of my countenance had felt bountiful with ebullient life; every of those moments when they’d blossomed into an unassailable smile,

What did the Shark do after drowning boundless feet beneath the waters was none of my business; however I’d felt seated on the throne of unshakably resplendent royalty; every of those moments when it had fearlessly glided like the strongest organism on this earth; wonderfully rejuvenating the tangy waters of frosty sea,

What did the Footprint do after completely melting with the advancing sands; however I’d felt an unrelenting wave of nostalgia engulf each of my senses; every of those moments when it had beautifully blended with the rudiments of glorious time,

What did Breath do after Life had brusquely ended was none of my business;

however each ingredient of my blood had felt insuperably blessed; every of those moments when it had Omnisciently spawned a cosmos of timeless existence; everytime I had inhaled,

What did Memory do after the Brain had been atrociously paralyzed was none

of my business; however I’d felt the most artistically sensitive organism on the planet; every of those moments when it had assimilated infinite magical elements of survival in its invincible swirl,

And what did the Heart do after the graveyards of betrayal had venomously capsized was none of my business; however I’d felt as there were lives beyond an infinite lives; every of those moments when it had radiated the beats of Immortally symbiotic love.

58. CAN ONLY BE REALIZED

How brilliantly Omnipotent was the Sun; can truly be realized only in the invidiously stabbing and hopelessly asphyxiating; winds of darkness,

How redolently effulgent was the Rose; can truly be realized only in the abhorrently despairing and dolefully egregious; dustbins of stink,

How iridescently twinkling was the Star; can truly be realized only in the banefully penalizing and dreadfully directionless; mists of the night,

How poignantly scarlet was Blood; can truly be realized only in amorphously lackadaisical and nonchalantly livid; gutters of water,

How indomitably unshakable was the Mountain; can truly be realized only in

frigidly crumbling and pathetically deteriorating; deserts of sandy soil,

How ecstatically triumphant was Victory; can truly be realized only in the devastatingly staring and ignominiously pulverizing; mirror of defeat,

How Omnisciently powerful was Breath; can truly be realized only in the cadaverously meaningless and remorsefully wastrel; coffins of extinction,

How mischievously tangy was the Sea; can truly be realized only in the despicably squelching and indiscriminately terrorizing; mortuaries of boredom,

How unassailably pious was the newborn Infant; can truly be realized only in the pompously prejudiced and vindictively victimizing; corpse of the sanctimoniously political world,

How Omnipresently virile was the Seed; can truly be realized only in the treacherously forlorn and ludicrously obsolete; graveyards of infertility,

How eternally resplendent was the Wind; can truly be realized only in the parsimoniously strangulated and demonically manipulated; webs of sweat,

How mellifluously sweet was Honey; can truly be realized only in the miserably sadistic and truculently excoriating; vials of poison,

How boisterously effervescent was the Bumble Bee; can truly be realized only in the ghoulishly sullen and sacrilegiously silent; ghosts of nothingness,

How quintessentially life-yielding was Rain; can truly be realized only in the unbearably apocalyptic and abominably stabbing; jailhouses of drought,

How beautifully enamoring was fantasy; can truly be realized only in the flagrantly crippling and morbidly monotonous; chains of the corporate office,

How timelessly liberating was freedom; can truly be realized only in the venomously ostracizing and unsparingly hedonistic; gallows of slavery,

How eternally altruistic was humanity; can truly be realized only in the savagely destroying and acrimoniously bloody; maelstroms of war,

How Omnipotenly unconquerable was the Lord; can truly be realized only in the uncontrollably assassinating and unsparingly knifing; hell’s of the barbarously

rampaging devil,

And how Immortally insuperable was Love; can truly be realized only in the atrociously sinister and unforgivably emptying; howls of disastrously bombarding betrayal.

59. ETERNAL CREATION

The Parent’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to the child; but to irrefutably ensure that the infant was nourished with their breath and blood till the time it could unflinchingly fend for its symbiotic survival; was what the Almighty Creator had

eternally created them for,

The Sun’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to light; but to irrefutably ensure that the rays optimistically enlightened even the most infinitesimally lugubrious cranny of remorsefully cloistered earth; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Rose’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to fragrance; but to irrefutably ensure that the majestic resplendence ebulliently blossomed into the lives of countless haplessly beleaguered and bereaved; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Peak’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to victory; but to irrefutably ensure that the royal triumph peerlessly massacred even the most ethereal iota of devilishness form this Universe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

Nature’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to newness; but to irrefutably ensure that the evolution metamorphosed every bit of egregiously stagnating ghoulishness into a sky of rhapsodic freshness; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Cloud’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to rain; but to irrefutably ensure that the water stupendously ignited vivaciously iridescent life in every ingredient of hopelessly dying soil; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Conscience’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to truth; but to irrefutably ensure that the righteousness insuperably conquered every trace of diabolical lies on earth and the atmosphere; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Ocean’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to salt; but to irrefutably ensure that the tanginess wonderfully illuminated every treacherously spiceles and deliriously lackadaisical moment of life; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Poet’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to fantasy; but to irrefutably ensure that the dream spellbindingly impregnates the winds of Omnipotent romance into monotonously monstrous robots; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created him for,

The Lip’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to smiles; but to irrefutably ensure that the happiness altruistically perpetually perpetuates into every dwelling incarcerated in chains of murderous gloom; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Rainbow’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to vividness; but to irrefutably ensure that the color timelessly enshrouded every gruesomely befriended orphan; miserably deteriorating on the globe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The Shadow’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to tranquility; but to irrefutably ensure that the peacefulness granted celestial reprieve to every bizarrely estranged soul squandering on this Universe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,

The philanthropist’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to unity; but to irrefutably ensure that the oneness miraculously coalesced every spuriously staggering and cold-bloodedly fighting caste; creed and tribe into the unassailable religion of humanity; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created him for,

The wind’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to freedom; but to irrefutably ensure that the liberation unequivocally freed every element of torturously enslaved earth till times immemorial; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,

The night’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to sensuality; but to irrefutably ensure that the passion brilliantly transformed every speck of infertility into the chapters of everlastingly Omniscient procreation; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,

The eyelash’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to flirtation; but to irrefutably ensure that the mischief serenely catapulted every fretfully frenetic organism into realms of impeccable childhood; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,

The soldiers job just doesn’t end at giving birth to martyrdom; but to irrefutably ensure that the valor to timelessly serve the mothersoil; throbbed fearlessly in every chest; even centuries after his veritable death; was what the Almighty Creator had created him for,

The breath’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to life; but to irrefutably ensure that the exultation inexhaustibly transcended over; even the most inane anecdote of baseless corruption and demeaning death; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,

And the heart’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to Love; but to irrefutably ensure that the compassionate togetherness tirelessly bonded the entire planet into a paradise of Omnipresently unshakable strength; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for

60. THERE AND THEN ITSELF

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the police; who could vanquish the devil within instants; if using their firepower and authority; in the most righteously efficacious manner,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the press; who could bring even the ghastliest of devil to shame; by the unflinchingly triumphant power of the pen,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the wrestler; who could easily pulverize the devil into infinitesimal nothingness; with just a punch of his unsurpassably muscled arm,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the ocean; which could entirely drown the devil in whisker lengths of time; towards the most obsolete depths of treacherously rock-bottom nothingness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the thorns; who could brutally rip apart even the goriest of devil into inanely decrepit shreds; by their mere and pecuniary caress,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the army; who could trample the devil into non-existent wisps of feckless oblivion; by merely marching under the blazing Sun; and on the pathways of righteousness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the dungeons; which could hopelessly asphyxiate every salacious intention of the devil; into the maiming blackness of nimble submission,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the tornadoes; which could nonchalantly sweep back the devil into its indescribably unbearable hell; within just a singleton gust of strong wind,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the saint; who could render every element of ribald drudgery in the devil to inconspicuous ash; with just a single hiss of his miraculously divine breath,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the magician; who could perpetuate

the soul of the heartless devil to forever disappear from this bountiful earth; by simply touching his mystical wand over its deteriorating contours,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Sun; who could char even the most invisible traces of the hideous devil into meaningless chowder; by simply the power of just one of its Omnipotent morning rays,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Politician; who could ensure that the devil rotted lifelong behind morbidly sullen prison bars; by a simple ring of the phone to his unfathomable jugglery; of astutely manipulated resources,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Butcher; who could eventually render the devil into just a ludicrous assortment of flesh and bones; lifelessly suspended from the roof of his shop; with just one stroke of his gigantically gleaming cleaver,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the forests; who could miserably confound the devil till eternity, within their unendingly painstaking labyrinths of carnivorously stabbing wilderness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the night; who could endlessly blind even an infinite eyes of the marauding devil; with its congenitally crippling vacuum of sheer Blackness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the mirages; who could indefatigably titillate the devil into the mortuaries of imbecile devastation; thwarting its every cadaverous effort into the realms of penurious submission,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the graveyard; which could cast such a paralyzing jinx over the tawdry devil; that it relentlessly slithered all its life like emotionless feces,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching my fathers and forefathers; who

could trash the devil into the corpses of wastrel decay; utilizing their experience of several hundred years and with the sword of scintillating truth,

Instead. If I find the devil; raping; tormenting; or doing anything bad to my mother; whom infact I consider my own country; my own motherland; I’ll simply kill it/finish it/behead it there and then itself; without prior intimations/insinuations or justifications given to anywhere on earth; or to anyone

61. LIVE EACH MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE

Live each moment of your life with so much of unassailable exuberance and cheer today; that you simply didn’t regret death even an infinitesimal iota; it if did viciously snatch you; at the crack of ethereal dawn; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of insatiable ebullience and cheer today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a frugal whisker; if it did perniciously asphyxiate you; at the unfurling of evanescent sunrise; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of rhapsodic gusto and ardor today ; that you simply didn’t regret death even a minuscule denomination; if it did ominously pulverize you into nothingness; at the first glimmer of the new day; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of sensuous voluptuousness and titillation today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a capricious trifle; if it did satanically annihilate you towards the land of the devil; at the very first ticking of the clock; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of invincible fortitude and flamboyance today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a threadbare amount; if it did diabolically torture you; at the very first beam of light; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of blooming enthusiasm and philanthropism today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a parsimonious fraction; if it did salaciously massacre you; at the unfolding of dazzling light; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of unprecedented fervor and bliss today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a diminutive speck; if it did savagely assassinate the last remnants of your shadow; at the fabulous unveiling of brightness; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of poignant seduction and enthrallment today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a minute fragment; if it did insidiously maim all your elements of survival; at the beckoning of scintillating morning; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of divine faith and solidarity today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a paltry moment; if it did lecherously incarcerate you in its penalizing swirl; at the first cry of the cuckoo; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of Herculean tenacity and triumph today ; that you simply didn’t regret death even an inconspicuous trifle; if it did brutally slaughter you into a countless pieces; at the blossoming of faint morning; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of astronomical euphoria today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a frigid second; if it did tyrannically snap your bountifully beautiful breath; at the very first fragrance of the morning; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of holistic replenishment and vivacity today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a tiny instant; if it did perennially enslave you in the domains of beleaguered hell; at the fructification of splendidly revitalizing morning; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of tantalizing fantasy and boisterousness today; that you simply didn’t regret death even an obfuscated inch; if it did barbarically decimate you to insipid extinction; at the dancing of the very first sunbeams; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of irrefutable righteousness and honesty today; that you simply didn’t regret death even an obsolete whisper; if it did traumatically squelch all your ambitions; at the rapid rising of the Sun from the behind the clouds; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of untamed exhilaration and patriotism today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a dithering segment; if it did brusquely close the chapter of your glittering existence; at the primordial unraveling of brilliant newness; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of ingratiating fascination and humor today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a diminutive sequel; if it did choose to lambaste only you out of countless breathing; at the romantic chirp of scintillation; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of vibrant effulgence and enchantment today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a worthless instant; if it did devastatingly paralyze your senses forever; at the shimmering of ravishing morning; tomorrow,

Live each moment of your life with so much of innocuous benevolence and mysticism today; that you simply didn’t regret death even a pecuniary bit; if it did vindictively exonerate you to an unsolicited ghost; at the unraveling of blistering Sunshine; tomorrow,

And live each moment of your life with so much of indefatigable compassion and immortal love today; that you simply didn’t regret death even an illegitimate whiff; if it did hand you over to the blood soaked hands of the devil; at the commencement of the sweltering day; tomorrow.

62. I SALUTE THOSE

We have seen many conquer the astronomical summit of the mountain; baring their chests against the mighty winds,

But I salute those who have conquered their conscience; followed its righteous voice to blend themselves profusely with the Almighty.

We have seen many conquer the battlefield; win even its most minuscule cranny with their tales of stupendous valor and unflinching bravery,

But I salute those who have conquered the sacrosanct virtue of peace; existing in celestial harmony with the blessings of the Creator.

We have seen many conquer the ferociously raging fires; succeeding in quelling its flames with frantic efforts of their adroit bodies,

But I salute those who have conquered pain; learn to progress shoulder to shoulder with what destiny has had to inevitably offer them.

We have seen many conquer gargantuan loads of wealth; reach the unbelievable zenith; having their pockets replete with glistening gold and silver,

But I salute those who have conquered desire; the lecherous wave of dictatorial fanaticism; which ruins countless innocent lives.

We have seen many conquer the stars; reach planets beyond the earth in the most ingeniously designed spacecrafts,

But I salute those who have conquered greed; breathe in blissful buckets of air in the sparse area of mud they were bestowed upon.

We have seen many scream their lungs; shout in profound hysteria to make their voice heard even beyond the satiny clouds,

But I salute those who have conquered their hearts; poignantly executed the message of its beats; even though it meant ultimate disaster in every arena of survival.

We have seen many live without food and water for days; accomplish incredulous feats; to register their place forever in the all time book of records,

But I salute those who have conquered their expectations; sacrifice their sole objects of worship; entirely for their fellow compatriots who needed them even the slightest.

We have seen many lovers making promises galore; romancing in the aisles of insatiably unrestricted passion; even after the sun had arisen,

But I salute those who wholesomely relinquished the tiniest longing of their lives; dedicate their lives to make this world a better place to live.

And we have seen many sorrowfully accepting the irrevocable atmosphere of death; sadly bidding adieu to the heavenly pleasure of this Universe,

But I salute those who rejoiced at closing the chapter of existence; emanated a divinely smile while laying down their lives for their country; remained immortal even after dying in the minds of each of their countrymen wandering; and those still waiting to be alive.

63. PLEASE SAVE THE PLANET

I have never witnessed the clouds bursting so ferociously in the sky before; streaks of diabolical lightening sweep viciously across the fathomless cosmos,

I have never witnessed the waves rise so treacherously in the oceans before; savagely clashing in torrents against the chain of black rocks,

I have never witnessed the soil reverberate more thunderously before; every structure on obdurate ground collapsing like a pack of frigid matchsticks,

I have never witnessed the breeze so violently rustling before; an incomprehensibly sinister voice echo through the hollow valleys,

I have never wtinessed lava so fulminating from the belly of earth before; charring even the most infinitesimal of organism in near vicinity,

I have never witnessed avalanches build up so prolifically before; mammoth mountains of insidiously freezing ice; uncouthly devouring each innocuous structure; as they diffused into infinite balls of snow,

I have never witnessed that ominously orange tinge in the sky before; the wave of untamed anger lingering profound and austerely profuse; even after the Sun had

disappeared beyond the horizons,

I have never witnessed the Moon stay so long behind the blanket of clouds before; accentuating evil shades of the night to the most unprecedented limits,

I have never witnessed the river swell so gigantically before; incarcerating even the most astronomical summit of the colossal mountain; in its tumultuous swirl,

I have never witnessed the fires blazing so poignantly before; with the flames relentlessly crackling; even torrential downpours of inclement rain,

I have never witnessed the scorpions running so menacingly in the fields before; ready to stab their venomous fangs into whomsoever who came their way,

I have never witnessed the battalion of vultures soaring so ardently over the bustling city; awaiting every unleashing minute to descend down; and pluck the eyes of humble entities hovering around,

I have never witnessed the atmosphere turn a ghastly scarlet at the unveiling of ethereal dawn; droplets of satanic blood raining down unrelentingly from the festoon of tree leaves,

I have never witnessed the sands whistle at such thunderbolt velocities before; wholesomely blinding innocuous personalities who unwittingly crept their way,

I have never witnessed the fleet of panthers unite together before; galloping towards the blissful township; to ruthlessly pulverize the township of impeccable humans into raw bone,

I have never witnessed the rocks tumble down in such a rampant frenzy before; fanatically augmenting their fervor as they were just about to kiss the chocolate

brown mud,

I have never witnessed spider weaving its web so boisterously before; oozing countless threads every single second to strangulate its timid prey; to horrendous death,

And I have never witnessed everything in such a frantic turmoil before; everything barbarically looming like a sword upon the holistic earth,

Therefore it is my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord; on behalf of all my philanthropic countrymen; please forgive us if we might have committed anything inadvertently against your Omnipotent grace; and even if you don’t want to forgive us; please save this mesmerizing planet from disastrous extinction.

64. FRAGMENTS OF LOVE

Just fragments of seeds were enough to harness the entire tree; make it an incredulously awesome entity towering handsomely towards blue sky,

Just fragments of bricks were enough to construct a cozy dwelling; impart loads of compassionate shelter and rejuvenating warmth from winds of uncouth winter,

Just fragments of raw wood were enough to mold an amicable nest; impregnably sequester the cluster of impeccable eggs; from ominous snake and devastating storm,

Just fragments of clouds were enough to shower golden droplets of mesmerizing rain; pacify the thirst of the tumultuously scorching desert with life bestowing liquid,

Just fragments of vivacious color were enough to give the morbidly corpse like wall a new look; terminate its years of pathetic isolation with resplendent streaks of paint,

Just fragments of sunshine were enough to pierce through the blanket of menacingly mourning darkness; trigger of optimistic beams of hope in hopelessly shattered lives,

Just fragments of naturally potent herb were enough to annihilate the inexplicably lingering disease; swipe it out entirely to profoundly reinvigorate the diminishing soul,

Just fragments of salt were enough to impregnate a heavenly aroma into morsels of lackadaisical food; perpetuate an insatiable hunger in the dead bowels to the most astronomical limits,

Just fragments of nectar were enough to heal the wounds of acrimonious bitterness; fortify the broken bonds of betrayed relationship,

Just fragments of silken thread were enough for the pot-bellied spider to exist in formidable security; snore to its heart's content under pearly rays of the celestial moon,

Just fragments of the lotus flower were enough to enlighten the gloomily stinking atmosphere; infiltrate a ray of profuse hope into the lives of those besieged with incomprehensible sadness,

Just fragments of daunting courage were enough to face the most deadliest of evil single handedly and without a ruffle to the bushy coat of whiskers,

Just fragments of words were enough to convey overwhelming gratitude; thank your true compatriots from the inner most compartments of your conscience,

Just fragments of truth were enough to valiantly permeate through the web of salacious lies; illuminate the entire universe with the radiance of candidly omnipotent light,

Just fragments of smile were enough to wholesomely assassinate the most minuscule trace of enmity; forge a path of irrefutable care in each individual it

encountered in its way,

Just fragments of freedom were enough to feel like a king even while entrapped in satanic chains; fomenting you to unrelentingly dream higher than the unfathomable skies,

Just fragments of peace were enough to drastically metamorphose the entire battlefield of ghastly blood shed; into one with symbiotic harmony and united strength,

Just fragments of empathy were enough to succeed in making this planet once again a veritable paradise; spread the religion of mankind to even the most obscure regions on this globe,

And just fragments of love were enough to win over the heart; survive as the most richest in this world; infact survive as the most richest molecule of Almighty lord till the time he wanted you to breathe good life.

65. MOB !

They didn’t see what religion I belonged to; the clothes I had adorned freshly for

leading the new day,

They didn’t see the family which harbored me; the fleet of young brothers and sisters that frantically waited for me to return back home,

They didn’t see whether I was driving the most swankiest of automobile; or whether I was barefoot and clad in threadbare rags,

They didn’t see the flurry of passionate emotions welling up in my eyes; the appetizing meals of rice; I had just consumed for breakfast to appease my famished gluttony,

They didn’t see marathon hours of turmoil I underwent every day; the painstaking agony with which I had amassed parsimoniously meager savings for vital survival,

They didn’t see the insatiable desire lingering in my mind to explore this fathomless Universe; enjoy the bountiful fruits of nature to the most unprecedented limits,

They didn’t see the locality which I was proudly inhabiting; the unfathomable volumes of poetry I had embossed with my very own scarlet blood till date,

They didn’t see the loyalty with which I had served my nation; the Herculean struggle I had undertaken to alleviate my fellow compatriots in inexplicable distress,

They didn’t see the unrelenting ardor in my sweat; the overwhelming tenacity in my voice to chant the name of my revered mother,

They didn’t see the incomprehensible list of tasks that I had yet to finish; the countless number of duties I planned to diligently execute in the remainder of my life,

They didn’t see the passion fulminating in my heart to contribute my best to the society; endeavor my absolute fullest to try and metamorphose this treacherous planet into a veritable paradise,

They didn’t see the stream of uninhibited love cascading turbulently through my conscience; the prolific intensity with which I embraced whosoever who approached me with a tear in his eye,

They didn’t see the inexorably caring looks on my parents faces; the way they pampered me like a prince; even though I was well past mid life,

They didn’t see the ecstatic tunes I hummed each dawn; rhapsodically chased the boisterous cuckoos through the myriad of innocuous green meadows down the hills,

They didn’t see the unsurpassable amount of feeling I possessed for my loving wife; the times when I longed to be perpetually by her mesmerizing side,

They didn’t see the colossal album of photographs I flipped through each day; nostalgically transiting back into impeccable childhood as the pages unveiled,

They didn’t see the color of my skin; whether I was traditionally rustic brown; or had profound traces of alien white,

They didn’t see the benevolent prayers I chanted; before retiring for bed every gorgeously enchanting night,

They didn’t see the immaculate crusts of beard on my face; the emphatic lines of destiny on my palms jubilantly wailing to surge forward in life,

They didn’t see the initials adhering to my countenance; the name my divinely parents had christened me with; when I had just emitted my first cry,

They didn’t even see the astronomical number of years for me to become this big; the agony borne by infinite elements of the society to make me blossom in existence,

And even if they did see; they pretended to be deaf; dumb and wholesomely blind; indiscriminately torching thousands alive with their families; burning boundless innocent entities in a concoction of petrol and ghastly acid; rampantly charring the entire township of blissful angels into a pugnacious ball of Black flames; o! Almighty God save everybody from the mob.

66. HOME & PARADISE

I didn’t need palaces inundated with unfathomable treasuries of gold and silver; sheets of

sanctimoniously silken richness to sleep and tirelessly exist,

Home & Paradise for me was where elements of perennially blessing and fantastically unconquerable truth lived,

Home & Paradise for me was where there was rustic simplicity galore; without the most infinitesimal iota of manipulation,

Home & Paradise for me was the place where there wasn’t the tiniest speck of salacious bloodshed; where the spirit of unassailable symbiotism reigned majestically supreme,

Home & Paradise for me was the atmosphere where pristine innocence was the mantra of life for times immemorial; where the fragrance of Immortal Love blessed every palpable organism in its Godly swirl.

I didn’t need clouds showering gold coins of the highest pedigree; political power of the most unprecedented authority to mercilessly rule over the entire boundless planet,

Home & Paradise for me was where rainbows of celestial peace and disarmament were the color of the Omnipotent day; gave impregnable tenacity to blissful blossom for

a countless more enchanting nights,

Home & Paradise for me was the island where unparalleled happiness flowered; out of helping my fellow comrades and truculently beleaguered human being,

Home & Paradise for me was where there wasn’t the most ethereal trace of hedonistic monotony; and innovative freshness culminated into the most pricelessly everlasting song of humanity,

Home & Paradise for me was the kite which forever sailed into the forest of enigmatically enthralling adventure; splendidly tantalizing every dormant cranny of my nimble body.

I didn’t need the most fantastically glittering jewelry on my body; a never-ending fountain of immaculately milky pearls profusely pouring on my demeanor from all sides,

Home & Paradise for me was in the first sign of regale life spawning from quintessential soil; the inimitable versatility with which it diffused its magnetism upon one and all alike,

Home & Paradise for me was where the ghastly mortuary of lies had evaporated into inane nothingness; where only righteousness was the miraculous wind that diffused from the mouth,

Home & Paradise for me was in that fabric; which perennially wafted the scent of the unshakably sacrosanct mother,

Home & Paradise for me was in the clouds; in which exuberantly soared the birds of timelessly uninhibited freedom.

I didn’t need unsurpassably unceasing power; the reigns of this entire Universe in my hands; to whimsically rule at my wacky will,

Home & Paradise for me was where every human under the sky; bonded in the religion of humanity; irrespective of caste; creed and spurious religion; alike,

Home & Paradise for me was in the veils of mischievous sensuousness; the aristocratic setting of the evening Sun behind the mystically rain soaked hills,

Home & Paradise for me was where ubiquitous camaraderie disseminated its humanitarian caress on every patch of ebulliently fructifying soil,

Home & Paradise for me was in the mirrors of insuperably glorious honesty; the cradle of the new born child; whose very first cries resembled the spirit of the perpetually triumphant and Omnipotent divine.

67. REWRITING HISTORY WITH POEMS OF IMMORTAL LOVE

Without it; the entire planet would solely disseminate the fragrance of heavenly compassion; once again bonding into an ocean of mystically symbiotic sharing; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would perpetually master the act of bountiful sharing; once again lending its shoulder to its fellow beings at every stage of inexplicable existence; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would blossom into the most mesmerizing cistern of peace; once again enchantingly whispering the tunes of ubiquitous harmony; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would metamorphose each ounce of ghastly bloodshed into unflinching togetherness; once again embracing the mantra of oneness in the breath; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would miraculously coalesce into solely the religion of humanity; once again forgetting every gory discrimination; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would commence to sing the magical tunes of love at first sight; once again romancing in the aisles of unbridled desire each instant of destined life; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would celebrate each living second that unleashed as the most Omnipotent panacea of success; once again living like a king till death chokes; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would commemorate death as the ultimate fruition of every existence; once again replenishing the spiritual center to the core; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would understand the greatest achievement lay in selflessly serving all fraternities and forms of humanity; once again tracing its quintessentially sacred roots; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would realize that benevolent deeds and not baseless power could attain heaven; once again inexhaustibly striving to uplift impoverished humanity; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would irrevocably dissolve all its arrogance into a pool of humanitarian humility; once again assimilating true independence in each of its robust veins; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would let nature uninhibitedly spawn in delectable unison with every of their zealous step; once again seeking invincible refuge in the lap of mother earth; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would patronize the impregnable spirit of live and let live; once again speaking only the dialect of spellbindingly united companionship; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would resemble a virgin island of untainted faith and meditation; once again lost in the unparalleled fervor to seek the divine; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would believe in only one Creator who untiringly taught the religion of humanity to one and all; once again simplifying the true elixir to blissfully survive; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would truly imbibe that honesty is the ultimate scepter of all righteousness; once again cleansing the soul like that of a newborn child; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would tolerate each human for what they were and not for what they couldn't be; once again stretching its feet only till its quota of allotted space on the venerated soil; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would replace every non-existent corpse of terrorism and revenge with the sky of infallible brotherhood; once again following each perpetual cry of the heart; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Therefore if I had the entire of it; where 'it = each bit of murderous money squandering on this earth'; I wouldn't waste an instant pondering further; but would burn it immediately into wisps of livid nothingness-so that every line written as above triumphantly leapt from these sheets of mundane paper; to rewrite the chapters of history once again with the poems of immortal love.

68. IMMORTALLY SPLASHED

The impoverished eyes irrefutably loved it; when joyously splashed with unfathomable cisterns of overwhelmingly poignant empathy,

The disastrously impeached lips irrefutably loved it; when amiably splashed with a sky

of fathomlessly benign smiles,

The insanely beleaguered hair irrefutably loved it; when ebulliently splashed with insatiable whirlwinds of exotically euphoric breeze,

The treacherously orphaned spider irrefutably loved it; when voluptuously splashed with an unsurpassable river of gorgeously compassionate silk,

The traumatically scorched grass blades irrefutably loved it; when tantalizingly splashed by a ravishing fountain of effusively mesmerizing dewdrops,

The pathetically monotonous ears irrefutably loved it; when fascinatingly splashed by a bountiful ocean of enchantingly melodious sounds,

The drearily lambasted skin irrefutably loved it; when thunderously splashed by an unrelenting downpour of euphorically everlasting rain,

The dolorously languishing snakes irrefutably loved it; when ominously splashed by a vindictive dungeon of diabolically threatening venom,

The lecherously tyrannized nests irrefutably loved it; when beautifully splashed by an immaculate festoon of marvelously ingratiating and pristine eggs,

The preposterously decaying walls irrefutably loved it; when resplendently splashed by a majestic kaleidoscope of vivaciously charismatic and seductive color,

The brutally orphaned children irrefutably loved it; when eternally splashed by infernos of insatiable belonging and gregariously comforting togetherness,

The boundlessly barren sky irrefutably loved it; when gloriously splashed by the unendingly crimson blanket of pungently enamoring clouds,

The truculently trembling and frigid body irrefutably loved it; when affably splashed by an insatiably untamed fabric of comforting cloth,

The capriciously withering and lackadaisically swaying flower irrefutably loved it; when boisterously splashed by a delectably exotic swarm of effervescent honey bees,

The haplessly staggering artist irrefutably loved it; when aristocratically splashed by exhilaratingly undulating waves of stupendously miraculous color,

The salaciously ostracized mother irrefutably loved it; when heavenly splashed by an ever-pervading cradle of supremely spell binding and unconquerable innocence,

The despondently dejected and miserably crestfallen irrefutably loved it; when timelessly splashed by an unassailably panoramic entrenchment of celestial freshness,

The inevitably maimed and gruesomely blinded man irrefutably loved it; when philanthropically splashed by impregnably perennial winds of Godly humanity,

The hopelessly dying and dithering nose irrefutably loved it; when ecstatically splashed by invincibly perpetual curtainspreads of majestically limitless breath,

And the profoundly betrayed and despicably shattered heart irrefutably loved it; when immortally splashed by sacred rainbows of tireless togetherness; by a relationship that unshakably possessed it for infinite more births ; yet to come .

69. YOUR BEST COMPANY, IS YOU YOURSELF

Nobody on earth could eat for you other than you yourself; in order to blissfully mollify all those thwarting pangs of hunger; which if left untreated—would render you soon into a brutally disheveled corpse,

Nobody on earth could walk for you other than you yourself; in order to magically ease the wretchedly restless energy circumventing your bored feet; as they fervently stamped earth and kissed the oncoming exuberant draughts of air,

Nobody on earth could talk for you other than you yourself; in order to give voice to all those quintessentially simmering thoughts; inevitably wanting to be poured outside the barren chest,

Nobody on earth could watch a film for you other than you yourself; in order to fantasize and emotively feel beyond realms of the extraordinary; which mundane life otherwise never allowed you to dare,

Nobody on earth could smile for you other than you yourself; in order to feel bounteously happy from the innermost realms of your soul; for living every moment in the true pulse of bountifully enamoring life,

Nobody on earth could sleep for you other than you yourself; in order to render every cranny of your drearily impoverished countenance that heavenly respite; and gallop once again towards effulgent righteousness the instant you opened your eyes,

Nobody on earth could dream for you other than you yourself; in order to visualize the most inscrutable enigmas and colors on this Universe; and then express them in myriad forms like poetry; paintings; music by the grace of the Almighty Lord,

Nobody on earth could wash for you other than you yourself; in order to be bereft of all incorrigibly adulterated grease; and then emerge into dazzling fresh Sunshine to unabashedly enjoy for a countless more lifetimes,

Nobody on earth could sing for you other than you yourself; in order to perpetuate obsolete wisps of fleeting atmosphere; with the passionate fire of melody enveloping your innocuous soul,

Nobody on earth could swallow for you other than you yourself; in order to let breath flow like an uninhibited river of happiness; and at the same ensure that the stomach solely sung the hymns of contentment,

Nobody on earth could kiss for you other than you yourself; in order to melange the avalanche of your ignited emotions with another soul; and thereby perpetually evolve with an unconquerably new fragrance of life,

Nobody on earth could dance for you other than you yourself; in order to let every incarcerated vindication of your monotonous bones; liberate into the surreal pulse of rhythmically palpitating night,

Nobody on earth could express for you other than you yourself; in order to perpetuate every fragment of the atmosphere around; with your very own inimitable identity which radiated even after veritable death,

Nobody on earth could achieve for you other than you yourself; in order to grant every nerve under your skin the essence of unparalleled contentment; and charting your own infallible course to victory amidst a pack of satanic wolves,

Nobody on earth could embrace for you other than you yourself; in order to timelessly coalesce every fabric of your existence with the religion of living kind; and thus feel the most insuperably blessed entity alive,

Nobody on earth could procreate for you other than you yourself; in order that you played your own distinctively significant part in continuing God's chapter of creation; in perfect symbiosis with the beats of nature divine,

Nobody on earth could hear for you other than you yourself; in order to form your very own unduplicated perception of everything happening around you; undettered by the tyrannical bigotry of the planet outside,

Nobody on earth could die for you other than you yourself; in order that you quit breath solely on the commands of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord; and made way for a fresher new civilization of magical goodness,

Nobody on earth could live for you other than you yourself; in order to be an integral element of the drapery of this effervescent planet; and further embellish each step that you tread on with the spirit of immortal love,

Then why do you keep weeping that you were all alone; when you had infact the most invincibly blessed company on earth to disseminate love; friendship and undying charm—which was by the Grace of God none other; but you yourself.

The End.